Tears glistened in her crimson eyes, not one of regret but extreme joy that she'd found such a man. Her man. She wished to meet the person who captured her heart so much that she was willing to choose him without a shred of doubt.
Her voice remained strong as she went on:
"Should you suffer grievous wounds, I will bleed in your place. Should poison threaten your life, it shall infect me instead, easing your pain. Should hunger gnaw at you and mana fail, the bond will draw from my body to sustain you. I offer myself as your shield, your sustenance, your salvation."
The circle's glow surged, shining brighter than ever, the final lines of her vow sealing into the air like iron branding flesh.
"I am yours to carry your burdens… now and forevermore."
The curse carved into her soul like a bloody contract, the magic dark, old, and beautiful.
She smiled when it hurt. She wanted to hurt for him.
She'd given him everything.
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The second memory stream ended.
