Gifts

Of course Elina knew she would do as Damonq asked.

What else was there for her when his voice stroked caresses in her mind and righted her tilting world?

She forced her stiff body to respond. Very slowly she got to her feet, her eyes on him.

She smoothed her hand down the beautiful dress he’d created for her and took a deep breath.

For you, Damonq, because I’d do anything for you.

Love surrounded her. His love. It poured into her like a healing balm. It spread through her mind, rushing to encompass her heart. The emotion went deeper, finding her soul and wrapping it up in him – in his love. His love was deep and abiding and endless. Unconditional.

She saw it and felt it and it made her ashamed that she wasn’t stronger for him. Still, if he wanted her to lean on him, to choose his way in this time of madness, she would follow him. She would do it even when she felt it would be better for him if she left him.

I wouldn’t survive you leaving me. I am weak in ways you cannot imagine. Yo