Kenna
Yhen knew I wouldn’t kill him, he knows me well enough to know that I could never kill him. But I burned him. A lot. A lot more than I would ever have burned him in any other situation. His body was covered in blisters from my fire.
It took me too long to realize that, while I’ve been avoiding my upcoming claiming, Yhendorn has been planning for it. The ropes he wrapped around my legs were stronger than anything I’ve ever felt before. These weren’t simple vines or the strong plant leaves and shoots that are used in weaving that most elves use during claims. No, my mate mixed his ropes with so many different earthen elements that it took longer than it should have to burn them off. Not only that, he pulled them out of the earth like they were waiting there for him.
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