My heart races as I watch Gavin decide the fate of his kingdom… and mine. He is trying to process things — all the implications — everything else will be placed on the table.
He takes another deep breath, exhaling slowly before meeting my gaze once more. "Alright," he finally says, his voice hoarse with emotion. "I accept your terms."
My eyes widen in surprise at his agreement. I lean in towards him eagerly and pull him into a tight hug.
"Thank you!" I say, as I pull back.
"I want to be with you, Lyrica," he says, his voice low and strained. "You know that."
"You want someone with lots of risks involved?"
He reaches out, brushing a lock of hair away from my face before gently cupping my cheeks with his large hand. It is a well-accepted gesture, especially with how roughly I've been treated by all the humans here.
