Book: Autumn bonfires

He rolled on the bed, bend me under him, preventing escape. Ha! If I tried to...
- I can't break the oath! Can't!
Who does he want to convince? Me? Yourself? Us?
- I'm not asking...
Because now we are together, and I don't care what happens next. Because now I know everything about you, all your wishes and dreams...
No matter what today's sunset will be met only by one of us, we will observe the sunrise together. Here. The two of us. Looking into each other's eyes. Gasping, but not interrupting the kiss, ignoring the crackle of the torn clothes and tears streaming down her cheeks...

I howled. Silently. Crying.
Howled, because in this world I have no one else left...
...just left in chaos the only one who loved me not for something, but in spite of everything...
...the Prince, who so loved his daughter that killed a mortal in whose heart the debt overcame the love...

You're right, KES will never accept, will not accept me, but does it matter? - I slyly smiled at the fact that Volatile shuddered, his fingers slipped, screamed strings. You do not understand what it is to love the enemy. You will never feel what it is to be happy because someone hates you, rejoice in the fact that you will die from his hands... no Matter what KES does not understand... He is my client...

Reeling, I went out of the room, ignoring the shouts and applause. The song ended, and the pain was just starting to Wake up... the pain that tears the heart to shreds, which makes scratching the ground in impotent rage, scraping your knuckles.

I wonder why it seems to me that I once again betrayed him...? ...Why in his eyes the moment I saw the reflection of his pain...?

Care. Do not care about regret. Care about that we don't love each other. It doesn't matter. If I die, I will marry him, but even then we can be friends. I love someone who hates me. Well, now to suffer the rest of eternity for that which does not return? Craving that will never be able to get?

If I kill him, this world will collapse, losing support.
So he's going to kill me.
...it doesn't hurt, because I will die from his hands, as it was not hurting my father...
... it hurts now, while I live for the person who hates me...

KES, waiting for me outside the door, nothing said, but in his eyes I read, if not admiration, then concern. Right, I'm beautiful, I know. And modest. And crazy.

Strange, but his voice was nothing but detached curiosity. Sorry, the boy is really trying, but I could easily see that under the icy crust of raging flames, I was that flame. I was a part of his soul, and he is part of my essence.

- What are you going to do now?
- To save the world. What else can I do?! This is my point... to Protect and save, while it makes sense.
- And then?
- And then... "Then" I will not, El'gor.

The longing to not let go, I didn't want to live in a world where there was something very important. I did not remember but knew had lost everything. I teetered between insanity and death, and you took me, you gave me a reason to continue to fight.

When he left, I did not suffer. I knew that somewhere in the mortal lands, there are people for whose sake it is worth living, is a being for which I can accept the existence of imperfect mortal world.