They both know that is not what she meant: Wrath does not want to own her any more than Emilia wants to be owned. She made her intentions clear long ago, but the spectre of her twin lingers between them. A bond so powerful death has not diminished it. She knows this, too.
Until she has her answers, there is no putting it to bed. No moving forward.
And she wants him still, independent of anything and anyone else. This is also a truth. )
If what you said stands, then I would tell you there is no one else I want beside me. I would tell you what is mine is mine, as well. ( The tip of her finger slides under his chin, drawing his mouth closer to hers. ) Samael, haven't we waited long enough?
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They both know that is not what she meant: Wrath does not want to own her any more than Emilia wants to be owned. She made her intentions clear long ago, but the spectre of her twin lingers between them. A bond so powerful death has not diminished it. She knows this, too.
Until she has her answers, there is no putting it to bed. No moving forward.
And she wants him still, independent of anything and anyone else. This is also a truth. )
If what you said stands, then I would tell you there is no one else I want beside me. I would tell you what is mine is mine, as well. ( The tip of her finger slides under his chin, drawing his mouth closer to hers. ) Samael, haven't we waited long enough?