Hushed Willows [m] I'll grow bitters on the borders of your whistling skin

All the excitement drained from her as Boone burst into tears, and for a moment Reverie was dismayed. Why was he crying? But she thought about it for a second, as she reached out to embrace him softly, and she felt she understood then. He'd told her about his life before her, after all. Who would have given him gifts then?

I love you, She murmured, kissing his cheek, pulling him close. I - I wanted to - show you how much I appreciate you, and everything you've done for me. You deserve beautiful things, you know? I want to give you more, soon... this is just the first thing I found. She kissed his tears away one by one, tracing the features of his face with purest adoration.

I don't think you realize how wonderful you are, Reverie smiled slightly as she said it, pulling away to meet the dark eyes she loved so much. But I'm going to fix that. Even if it takes the rest of our lives.