Refak's eyes blinked owlishly in excitement as he scrambled to collect his scrolls.
"Oh, I've heard about that! In the entire demon realm, only you my lord are known to possess such a powerful gem. A promise between your heart and your eternal mate, yes? The stone is the purest form of sincerity, bonded to your very essence."
Elrien's fingers drummed against the throne's armrest as old memories forcefully resurfaced.
He'd even cut out his heart, but surprisingly, the betrayal no longer burned in his blood.
He had protected the gem for centuries, allowing no one to have it, and some days he would wonder what Lilith had wanted with him. If she had loved him from the beginning and the love faded with time, or if she never loved him at all.
But why be with him then?
These questions had no answers, but after last night, Elrien realized he was no longer obsessed with knowing what his shortcoming had been.
He felt no emotion thinking of the one he had crafted the stone for.
