Heart on a Silver Platter
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Complete, First published Nov 20, 2023
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Astarion chuckles, "Of course you want me. I am irresistible and strong. Stronger than I have ever been. And it's all thanks to you, my beautiful consort." Sarnarei glances up at him confused, but lets him speak. "I never imagined I would have such power, but you showed me the way. Imagine what we could do together. The world will tremble at our feet. I only wish to share it with you, my dearest Sarnarei." She looks away, worry rising in her heart. "I could give you the greatest gift. The gift of immortality, makes you the most perfect spawn, no, the most perfect wife." His words are so sickeningly sweet, but she feels so entranced.

"There will be no better love than us together. That's what you want? To be mine forever?"
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Love. Love was a lot like going to war. One never returns the same. She had to resist the urge to give a bitter laugh. A more poetic woman could have made that sounded far better than it was. But could she have understood it to the degree Einar Atal herself did? No, the Warrior doubted that. She could still remember it. The love. The way it had inspired her to feats that made her now groan with a certain shame. It had driven her mad. The insatiable desire - the need for another person, something Einar fancied herself having forgot years and years ago. Oh, but her love had been beautiful. Not a soul alive could have argued against that fact, nor would one have survived even the insinuation. The voice, she could hear it like the faintest echo- if she tried...Only if she just... Tried.