Raven's Watch raven's watch

her breath left her in a slow, stunned hush at his words. no one had ever offered her such things without wanting to own her. no one had ever spoken of her children—of children—with that kind of certainty.

she lifted her gaze to him, winter-bright and unguarded for the first time in moons.

do not speak of children lightly, she murmured, voice low, steady. mine were taken because men believed i could be broken.

her flank pressed to his, accepting, a quiet claiming of space at his side.

but you… her muzzle brushed the line of his jaw, a whisper of warmth, you speak as though restoration is possible. as though what was stolen can be returned.

ours.

the word still echoed between them.

if you vow such things, she said softly, you bind yourself to me. to my rise… and to my fractures.

her forehead touched his, breath mingling with his.

find her. a plume, find my fa'liya. and then we can make more.