He remembers her reaching out, placing a hand on his cheek, feather-light but sending sparks through his skin all the same.
There will never be another man who loves you as I do.
He'll never forget her touch, the way her lips, soft as silk, felt against his own. Her silver hair flashing in the sun, her violet eyes lit with dragon fire.
I made a mistake, but now I'm different, I'll never betray you again.
She called him her bear, and it sent chills coursing through him. My bear. He is hers, and he will be for the rest of his days, no matter what happens, even if she never wants to see him again.
Give me another chance, please. Don't you know I'll fight for you, kill for you?
Don't you know I'll die for you?