AARYN
"Please, Aaryn," Elia said, barely above a whisper. "You are strong enough to be the brave one. And you're the only one strong enough to dominate her, and that's what she needs."
He coughed. "I can't make her submit."
Elia laughed. "You're the only one who can, it's why I know you were meant for each other. Even as a child, yours was the only lead she would follow. You are the only one who can get angry and walk away and she'll let you—she won't take that from anyone else, Aaryn. Not even us. She forces us to speak. And when she's being thickheaded like her father, it's only your words that stick."
He snorted. "I know that's not true."
"Do you know she was at our home after high moon last night, trying to understand why you were angry about Dargyn? Trying to justify herself, because she felt so uncomfortable about it all?"
"What?! What did you tell her?"
