His Mate Her Savior
The look of awe on Madelyn’s face is as perfect and priceless as I expected.
“Now, we follow the yellow brick road to the Emerald City,” I tell her.
“We’re definitely not in Kansas anymore,” she says, catching my movie reference and looking around, practically pressing her nose to the car window. Since I know what it felt like my first time here, I open the windows so she can feel and taste the fresh air, hear the different sounds of Araphyra as we drive toward Aolis and Lily’s castle.
There’s a bend in the road where, once you make the turn, the glass castle comes into view. I slow down, wanting to see her face when she sees it and once again, it’s perfect.
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