Moon Bound With You
Lucien is real.
Sebastian watches her with mild curiosity, offering small tips from his own understanding of magic from instinct, reflex, and observation. It’s strange seeing him like this learning, cautious, but engaged. I feel a twinge of pride. Not just because he’s improving, but because he’s still… him. Once Mara leaves, promising to report anything unusual, the cabin returns to quiet. Sebastian leans back against the counter, eyes on mine. The bond hums faintly, warmth pressing gently against my chest.
“You ever wish it was simpler?” he asks, voice soft. I consider it. Magic, bonds, orders, curses, hunters, Devourers. Simple doesn’t exist. “Every day,” I admit.
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