Hilarye
Two divinely intertwined, tortured individuals begin as rivals. They slowly take their armor off through the protection of magical letters & fall in love. War tears them apart, tears them down, & tries to break them. It almost does. But, in the end, love conquers all.
“I pray that my days will be long at your side. Let me fill and satisfy every longing in your soul. May your hand be in mine, by sun and by night. Let our breaths twine and our blood become one, until our bones return to dust. Even then, may I find your soul still sworn to mine.”
(Not going to lie, I kind of hope we get a Attie & Tobais story. I’d read the heck out of that.)