Page 56 of Off with Her Head
Beneath the Blood Tree, with magical creatures playing in harmonious balance around us and the enchanted pool reflecting our entwined figures, I finally understand what eluded me for so long: true power never came from making others fear me. It came from finding someone who saw past my thorns to what bloomed beneath.
Ravenna's arm tightens around my waist, her thoughts flowing into mine through our connection. I feel hercontentment, her peace—and underneath it all, a love so profound it transforms even the magic we wield.
"Forever?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Forever," I confirm as the roses bloom around us and the water shimmers with magic older than time yet newer than tomorrow.
Forever, with my witch-queen.
Forever, in our unified kingdom.
Forever balanced, where once I teetered on the edge of cruelty and isolation.
It is, quite simply, perfect.
