My Angel
She's been given many titles-Healer, Lady of the White Court, Potions Mistress. She has been many things to many people-friend, confidante, trustee, mother, daughter, and honorary sister.
She has been called many names, some less pleasant than others, and before we were wed I would marvel at how she managed to maintain her grace and dignity in the face of being called whore, slut, tramp, and many other unpleasant names by the ignorant ladies of the Court. Later, in the dark of our room, I would hold her as she sobbed, cursing the ladies in my mind for not being able to see her for what she truly was.
She is my savior, the woman who awoke my dormant soul and set it aflame. She banished the darkness that had been devouring me, pulling me into the light.
She is, to put it simply, My Angel.