Imperial (Insight #8)(77)

“My love has returned.”

They roared with cheers. Vade’s hand halted them.

“The war of peace begins now. Among you at this very moment are the Fated Escorts of both Glory and I. They will lead this charge, and I swear to you they will not fail.” Vade glanced at me, offering me a time to speak, to add to his words.

“They will not fail, for their sovereigns love them,” I stated warmly. “Tomorrow is born within today’s intentions. Set yours on victory, for it is ours. No web can withstand a determined soul.” My eyes moved across each of them, and then to the sky that I was sure the other kings were peering at me from.

“What is ours will be returned without fail. I am home and will forevermore be your sovereign, a power you can pull from at your will.”

Their cheers roared at that moment, and the sound vibrated my soul to its core. Vade pulled me to his lips as the stone we were on rose into the sky.

I refused to hold back for the sake of the audience. My arms moved up his chest, and he pulled me to him, framing my face with his hand as his lips teased mine over and over before pulling against him.

I loved this man. Together, we had accomplished the impossible and would continue to do so. Tomorrow had never held so many possibilities.