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Erelix cackles. “That stupid elf is still keeping that ridiculous promise.”
“Rarity!” Nyx calls for me just as the ground shakes again with another fallen troll.
“We are here!” Cailian’s voice pierces the sky, the ground quaking once more. “It is okay. You will be okay.”
“Ah, ah, ah, don’t make promises you can’t keep, Elf. We all know how you’re bound by fucking loyalty.”
“Get your fucking hands off her before I burn you alive,” Nyx threatens taking another step.
“One more step and this blade stakes her heart and I’d hate that because—” he takes a strand of my hair and inhales. “—She is going to make me rich.”
Another troll falls and the tremors shake my legs, the sharp needle of the blade digging a bit deeper into my back.
“You aren’t going to make it from Elementalu alive.” Nyx’s fire begins to dance over his scales.
Cailian swirls his hands to the ground, and large spikes of ice pierce the surface, towering until they reach the sky. His power is immense. Snow begins to fall in blinding amounts. Another ice pillar shoots between me and Erelix, freeing me.
“Rarity? Rarity!” Cailian calls for me, searching for me through the maze of pillars.
I run to him.
At least, I think I am. His voice begins to echo, bouncing off each sharp pillar.
“Cailian! Nyx!” I spin around, closing my hands over my ears and my voice becomes louder.
The pillars begin to descend and something painful rips through my heart and soul. Something that sends me to my knees. I can’t breathe. I can’t think. All I feel is pain. I hold my hand to my stomach, gasping, struggling to get air. Tears pour from me. An ache spreads like poison.
“No! No!” A guttural cry comes from Nyx, and I turn my head just in time to see Erelix with the blade deep in Cailian’s heart.
Everything slows.
Cailian grabs the blade and stares into Erelix’s eyes, only to shove himself down onto the knife.
“I love killing mates,” Erelix whispers.
Cailian presses his hand against Erelix’s chest. “And I will kill you with my dying breath.”
“Cailian!” I scream at the top of my lungs until a metallic taste forms in the back of my throat. I stumble as I try to get up, slipping on the ice and snow. The shock of what I’m seeing has me off-balanced. “Cailian. No. No. Please,” I wail, slipping again.
Erelix’s smile fades as his entire body becomes frozen solid, and then Nyx is there punching his hand into his wizard’s chest. He yanks out his heart and it shatters in his hand. But he’s too late, Cailian is left impaled, his silver blood dripping into the snow as if it’s rain.
“Treasure? Treasure. I have you. I have you. You’re going to be okay. Rarity will heal you with her tears. Everything will be fine. You’ll see. You’ll see.” Nyx pulls Cailian free from the blade and catches him in his arms. “Treasure? Please.” Nyx shakes him, patting his face. “Look at me, Cailian. Look at me. I love you. I love you. You can’t… please! Fucking look at me,” he shouts again, the soul-wrenching agony breaking his words. Spit drips from his mouth as he cries. “Cailian.”
“My Dove,” Cailian whispers, placing his hand on his cheek.
I slide to a stop right beside him and just as a tear drips from my face, he releases a long exhale, setting free the air he had in his lungs. His eyes get this far-away look in them and one singular frozen tear rolls down his face.
“No. No. No. No. Cailian. Cailian? You can’t. You can’t go. Please, Treasure. Please. Come back to me. Come back. I’ll do anything. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry for everything. I don’t care about what happened, just come back to me!” Nyx pleads, sliding his arms under Cailian’s body, and holding him against his chest.
I scream my pain, clutching my heart as it tears itself in two.
“You’ll be okay, Treasure. We’ll be okay.” Nyx runs his hand through Cailian’s hair. “I’ll fix this. It will be okay. You’ll be okay. Everything will be okay.”
Denial is an enemy wielding a sword that plunges into me. I pray it brings me closer to death.
I climb on top of Cailian, pressing my cheek against his bloody chest. “I can’t hear his heartbeat. I can’t hear his song.” I bury my face into his sternum and sob, clutching onto his tattered dress.
“Nyx. Let me take him. Let me—”
