Just as everything faded, strong arms wrapped around me, pulling me out of the death's embrace.
"Lianna! "The voice rumbled like thunder through fog.
Darius.
His worrying eyes were the last thing I saw before going limp in his arms.
When I woke, the gentle sweet scent of lilies filled the room. A large bouquet rested on the table beside my bed, white petals fresh and trembling like they had been placed there with care.
My fingers trembled as I reached for the folded note left beneath the flowers.
[Darius:The baby in your belly is doing well, please don't worry about her.
I know Lilies are your favorite and bring you comfort. I wanted to stay, but the borders were attacked and I had to leave immediately.
I don’t want you to face anything alone again Lianna. . . not now, not ever. Please answer me Lianna, are you willing to marry me?]
My breath caught as I lifted my phone to reply.
[Lianna: Okay. On this full moon, let's get married. ]
Three days passed in the hospital, and not once did Zyan show up.
On the third day, I finally opened my phone only to find it flooded with Victoria’s photos.
Rumpled sheets in the background as shadows mingled intimately in the candle light.