by Quinn Loftis
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He stood in the shadow of her room and watched as she slept. The gentle rise and fall of her chest reassuring him that she was safe, alive, and whole.
He hadn’t planned to reveal his secret to Tamsin and Syndra, but he needed them to understand just how far he was willing to go to keep Cassie safe. If he had to destroy the entire dark elf race then he wouldn’t hesitate, not even for a second. He knew that there would be consequences for his actions and he would deal with them, but he had to deal with each battle as it came. He stepped out of the darkness and the moon basked him in its soft glow. He approached her bed soundlessly, his motions so smooth that he hardly disturbed the air around him. He rarely used his Royal powers, but he was going to need them soon and he was out of practice.
He looked down at the woman who had slipped into his heart and taken over. Her soul was so pure that it chased all the shadows from his own. He reached down and stroked her cheek, barely a whisper against her soft skin. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her hair and whispered.
“Dream of me, Arwenamin, always dream of me.” Using a subtle push he placed the idea in her mind so that he would be what she saw every time she closed her eyes.
He decided to stay and watch over her while she slept. In all honesty he couldn’t leave. Knowing that she would be in danger the very next night in Lorsan’s court, he didn’t want to miss this time to be close to her. He stretched out beside her and pulled her into his arms. She would think she was dreaming. He smiled to himself as he looked into her mind, the benefits of being who and what he was, and thought that as long as she was dreaming of him, he could make it a good one.