The Beauty of Darkness (The Remnant Chronicles 3) - Page 181

There was more shuffling in the dark hall behind him, then Orrin and Tavish walked in with wide grins plastered across their faces. Each of them held a crate filled with melons.

“I grew them myself,” Rafe said. “Mostly.”

My mind tumbled. Melons? “You are a man of many talents, King Jaxon.”

Creases deepened around his eyes. “And you, Queen Jezelia, are a woman of surprising strengths.”

I didn’t move.

I wasn’t sure I was breathing.

He reached up and caressed my cheek.

“I know hundreds of miles separate us. I know you have your endless duties here and I have mine in Dalbreck. But we’ve done the impossible, Lia. If we can find a way to end centuries of animosity between the kingdoms … surely … we can find a way for us.”

He bent over, and his lips met mine, gentle, tender, and I trembled against their touch. I tasted the wind, sweet melons, a thousand dreams, and hope.

We parted and looked at each other, a better ending at our fingertips.

A way for us.

Impossible.

But that hadn’t stopped us before.

And I reached up and brought his mouth back to mine.

THE END

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