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with it, and Cian liked it Her little hands felt like the flutter of pixie wings against his skin

“What is your name?” Cian looked down on her in wonder She

was so beautiful She was a lovely siren, calling him away from his

duty He had so to do, but he’d rather stay here with her

She sht and warmth in the world was in

her face “I’ie”

Cian felt such a rush of emotion at the sound of the name He

pulled her into his arth he had

left After a moment of startled surprise, she wound her arms around

his chest and held him close He didn’t knohy he felt this way, but

he knew she had saved hi A word to describe her

leapt to his addled brain It was the only clear thing in his head

“Wife,” he whispered in her ear It was a prayer

Beck settled back in his chair after suppertime The