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I blinked a few times. “Uh, yes?” I stammered. “Why wouldn’t I be human?”
He looked at me critically, and then asked softly. “Would you be willing to take a blood test?”
“A blood test to confirm if I'mhuman?” I echoed. He nodded once. I had a million questions and couldn't quite stop from blurting several of them at once. “Why does that matter? What would I be ifnothuman? What does this have to do with you staying here?Areyou staying here?”
He chuckled at my barrage of questions, then held up a hand. “Let me back up,” he offered.
“Okay.”
“There's… well, it’s more of a legend than anything else, among wandering elves. It says that there is a way our curse can be broken.”
This was news to me. “How?”
“According to the legend, we have to meet our soulmate.” I lifted an eyebrow as he continued. “And once we've met our soulmate, the curse… I guess we become just a normal elf. We don't have to move on, if we don't want to. We can settle down, start a family. Live out our lives like every other elf.”
“And this has to do with whether or notI'mhuman?”
“Well, the other part of the legend is that our soulmate is a wandering elf too, and we break each other's curse… but you're human.”
I was nodding along, taking it all in, then abruptly realized what he was getting at. “You thinkI'myour soulmate?!” I demanded.
He flushed a little and turned away, unable to meet my eyes. “I don't know,” he admitted softly. “I mean, I… I like you.” He swallowed nervously. “Alot.In fact, I think I love…” He trailed off, biting his lower lip.
“I… love you too. I think,” I ventured.
He smiled and cleared his throat again. “So, the thing is, I've feltreallyclose to you all week and I was bracing myself to push my limits and stay with you as long as I could. Because I knew that once I left, I might never see you again. And I'veneverfelt foranyonethe way I…” He trailed off again, blushing.
I couldn't resist grinning at the declaration. At the same time, I felt a rush of relief he felt the same way about me that I did about him.
“Anyway,” he continued, “Now that it's been almostthreeweeks, and I don't have even the slightest desire to move on, I'm starting to think and… tohope,that the is curse broken. And if itis, that means I've met my soulmate, and…” He held out his hand in my direction. “You're the one I've been spending the most time with and… I'm in love with you. Ithasto be you. But if you're human, then…” He hesitated. “Itcan'tbe you.” His eyes narrowed as he thought. “And if it's not you, then…”
I wanted to be somewhat upset by the idea there was someone else he was fated to fall in love with. But at the same time, I could tell he was more than upset enough for both of us.
“So, you want me to take a blood test to see if I'm a wandering elf?”
He nodded.
I was about to ask how that was even possible, when I recalled Traviel saying there were half-bloods whoweren’tcursed. It stood to reason then, that there were wandering elves who were less than half. It was entirely possible that I did have elf blood, somewhere down the line.
“Where can I get that done?”
“The hospital, I imagine.”
I was no stranger to the hospital; Traviel went there many times to accompany Elarian to their appointments and when Kirielm was born. “Okay,” I said agreeably. “Let's go!”
I was excited and nervous all at once. My head was spinning. The idea of being Falkanar’s soulmate… He wouldn't be leaving! That meant if his curse was broken, he’d just stay here with me. And we'd be able to keep on living together and building on the little routines we'd gotten into. We go Christmas shopping together next year, and the year after that, and the year after that. Could we even adopt a baby? Start a family and raise our children alongside Traviel and Elarian’s?
I looked around the house, thinking of how much more like a home it felt now. Had I really wanted to give all this up and go somewhere else? Even if I was human and Falkanar somehow stayed with me, I felt like I'd be happy to stay right here.
Chapter Six
Falkanar
I snorted softly in frustration at the page on my blog that I couldn't seem to get aligned properly. I'd done it a million times before, so I couldn't figure out what was making things go askew. I closed lid of my laptop in annoyance, vowing to take a break and come back to it.
The click made Travis look up from his own laptop. “Done already?” he asked. In spite of my frustration, the mere sight of him made me smile.
“Just having trouble with something,” I said. “I'm going to take a break and then come back to it.”
