W.I.L.D.
“Don’t listen to her. We’re just jealous you got the dramatic, dark, broody one.”
“Wait, wait—” Nalia leaned forward, grinning. “Tell us everything. What’s he like?”
Serenya hesitated, but the warmth in the room, the expectant sparkle in her sisters’ eyes, loosened her tongue. “He’s… steady. Like, the world could be falling apart and he’d just… stand there and hold it up. He’s quiet, but when he does speak, it’s always exactly what I need to hear.” Her smile softened, eyes distant. “And Vaelen—his spirit—he’s… breathtaking. Proud, powerful. But gentle with me.”
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