“My power is yours”, I repeated. His arms tightened around me. “And yours is mine,” I whispered against his lips.
Elodie stared out at the faces of the lords as the crown was placed upon her head. These men and women, so many of whom had thought her husband’s people were monsters – some that still did. If they were, they were her monsters now. And him? He was her monster too.
I feel like Astor would say that to assure Elodie of her place? At some point? That his power is hers. And then IDK when she becomes human kingdom Queen she’d say it right back to him so happily.



















