The Inevitabl Horizon

He is not quite what the rumors promised.

He is more.

Every word was right and wrong about the elf in some fashion. This is not a performance. It is a challenge. And Roz loves nothing more than a good challenge.

...The dance lasts only a few minutes, but it feels much longer. By the time it ends, the room is holding its breath. He stops dead center on his knees, hands raised, head bowed, as if awaiting judgment. There is a full five seconds of silence before anyone dares to clap. When the applause comes, it is a tidal wave.

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Roz kissed him like he was something precious, a treasure she'd always been searching for.

Brailynn kissed him like he was a prize she had fought for, a treasure she had claimed and would never let go.

This is the story of the difference between love, and obsession.