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“No kidding. Rules were broken from the very first quest with Wolfe coming to the Celestial Realm. And then, Divina got to go back to ancient Greece to be with her centaur swain. I thought great calamities are supposed to befall us all if we don’t follow these rules. But it seems to me that they were meant to be broken.”
He smirked and added, “Or at least bent.”
And then he was taken by a sudden thought.
“Hey, do you suppose the winged horses those Valkyries rode could have come from Divina and Andros’ union? I mean, somewhere down their line of descendants? Wouldn’t that be awesome?”
He rolled his eyes toward the ceiling in thought.
“Although, in Greek mythology, the Pegasus was born from the blood of Medusa. There are winged horses in other mythologies and cultures as well, so I suppose there could be more than one way to birth such a creature.”
“Everything happens for a reason,” his Mate murmured.
Ere smiled slowly.
“I’m a firm believer of that. I’d like to think that everything that’s ever happened to me, that I’ve ever done, has led me to where I’m meant to be. With you. Now. I would go through all my past exactly as it was, to be right here where I belong.”
Given how gory and horrific his past was, thousands of years of it, Ere didn’t say this lightly. But he meant every word.
Sorin held his gaze but didn’t share his smile.
The longer they stared into each other eyes, his Mate’s holding an indecipherable solemnity, Ere’s own smile started to fizzle.
“What? What is it?” he asked Sorin softly, and didn’t know why he was holding his breath.
The warrior was silent for long moments, simply holding his gaze.
Then, he said:
“If I could save you from lifetimes of suffering…”
Sorin didn’t finish his sentence when Ere started to frown.
What was he saying? That he’d change the past? That heregrettedthe past?
Just to preempt him, and because he couldn’t help it, Ere blurted, “I don’t want to change anything. I regret nothing.”
He wouldrisknothing if it meant that one tiny ripple in the endless stream of time would cause him not to be with Sorin now.
Sorin looked down at the table, no longer meeting his eyes.
What was going on?
What the fucking hell was going on?
The short hairs at Ere’s nape tensed with foreboding. He opened his mouth to launch a full-on interrogation when a tall, lumbering troll stomped up to their table.
It scowled and grunted, gesturing with a flick of its head to the entrance of the cavern.
This, Ere understood. It wanted them to clear out for the night. With a quick look around, he realized that the other inhabitants had already left or were in the process of leaving.
He needed to catch the woman and man before they could disappear, see if they knew anything useful.
His interrogation of his Mate would have to wait.
“I’ll see you back at the lodge,” he told Sorin, indicating with his eyes what he was pursuing next.
Sorin gave a nod, held his gaze briefly, communicating caution and care.
