Sam Cortland watching over Celaena and seeing her visit his grave. insp / some direct quotes from Queen of Shadows
Seeing her dressed in that tunic of spring grass he knows, knows what it means for them, who were clothed far too often in black, in death, to dress in a color so full of life. So full of life, she is now, and his heart aches with the happiness of that realization. She burns with it.
He watches her place the stones, three of them, and they sparkle in the sunlight against the grass.
She whispers then, “Hello, Sam.”
He wants to reach out from the Afterworld and grasp her and never let go.
“I miss you. Every day, I miss you. And I wonder what you would have made of all this. Made of me.”
His lips form the prayer that she is wondrous, he loves her.
“I think-I think you would have been a wonderful king. I think they would have liked you more than me.”
His tears fall down his cheeks that she used to cup in her hands. They dance down across his lips that miss hers against them. He tastes salt, but he still smells lavender soap.
“I never told you-how I felt. But I loved you, and I think a part of me might always love you.”
I love you, Aelin Ashryver Galathynius, it’s the ultimate truth to him in this moment.
“Maybe you were my mate, and I never knew it. Maybe I’ll spend the rest of my life wondering about that. Maybe I’ll see you again in the Afterworld, and then I’ll know for sure. But until then … until then I’ll miss you, and I’ll wish you were here.”
I’m waiting, I’m here. His words are lost to her, he knows. He misses her too, but he does not wish her here. Watching her rattle the stars and find herself, he never knew the depth of her strength or the amount of fire in her heart.
He watches the warrior approach behind her, and his heart’s ache lessens because she isn’t alone anymore.
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