Muntaha stepped away after receiving the scroll. His heart reacted to the name way before he knew the content. As he held it open, his body shook a little in anticipation.
Such was the effect Lil had on him. He sat back down, ready to read the content. Jibril and Amelia were momentarily forgotten.
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Dear Muntaha,
I wish to call you my mate but am afraid I won't do justice to that word. You are my mate and always will be. I feel apologetic that I don't feel the same way.
This letter begins with my sincere apologies. I wish I met you first. I wish I loved you first. You are everything I could ask for in a man. Once again, I apologize.
After my death, I realized something. We are bonded. You and I. Demangwitfairos, are you familiar with the word?
You must know about it. I finally understood why the coldness you possess doesn't affect me. It soothes me instead. It's because I have purity in me.
