Third Person's POV
I want to taste that rich and soulful blood that is surging within his veins again. Her mind continuously ringed with this thought but she managed to suppress it for now.
"It seems you're not as afraid anymore, Virelle," Ethan teased gently.
Still nestled against him, she replied with a soft and languid voice.
"For now, I choose to hope and believe in you, Brother Ethan. I want to believe in the strength of our love."
"Don't worry," he promised in a firm and resolute voice.
"On this very day, I give you my word that no one will take you from me. I will free you from all the chains your family and that empire has wrapped around you."
Her lips curled into a faint smile at his vow. The emotional weight and the tension she had carried till now finally caught up with her and her eyelids fluttered shut as exhaustion claimed her.
Ethan's POV