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I had wondered for a long time if I would ever find something like they had...and then I'd found Ama and realized just how important 'flowers' were. If Ama wanted something, I would scale fucking mountains to bring it to her, no matter what it would mean sacrificing on my end.
I couldn't wait for this war to be over so I could show her just that.
When we finally got back to camp, Jace went off towards our large tent to find Ama, and I went to the tactile one, knowing that he needed to be by her immediately. I would try to be patient as I did my best to explain to Commander Pandora how we should move forward, even if everything in me was telling me to return to Ama.
Except, when I walked into the tactile tent, I came to a full halt, finding Pandora and one of her lieutenants seemingly in an argument. Their harsh, whispered words came to a complete stop as I looked at both of them, my eyebrows raised, and I considered taking a step back to leave them to whatever was going on.
"What?" Riftyn, if I remembered his name correctly, demanded.
"Stop it," Commander Pandora growled.
"We are not done with this conversation," Riftyn warned her before storming out past me, knocking my shoulder. I considered taking out my anger at this entire war on him...but then decided it really wasn't smart to injure one of our own people. At least not until the war was over. I’d remember this.
"Pandora, let it go for now. He'll be fine." Another voice came from the shadows as Lieutenant Collin appeared, and the commander seemed to deflate completely. Well, good to know we weren't the only ones with problems around here.
"What can I do for you, Prince Adrien?" Pandora switched tactics and kept her face void of emotion. I suddenly felt like I shouldn't have come here and interrupted their obvious domestic issue.
"Jace and I just returned from recon," I said, keeping it simple. "The team leads, or who I assumed to be that, were talking about how King Roarke is insisting they attack at dawn and travel to us. I would suggest that we allow them to meet us halfway and remove their defense abilities with the capital. It will be a brutal fight, but it will allow us to push forward through their forces and then enter the capital without meeting line after line of defense."
"Their king is an idiot," Collin shook his head, sighing heavily.
Commander Pandora nodded, "It's better than what we faced today. I agree with you. Let's have the troops ready themselves before dawn so we are prepared for when they march our way."
I nodded at both of them and left, knowing it wasn't best to linger right now. As I left, I stopped to look out towards the lights of the capital. On the way to the Summit, I’d seen a similar sight, but instead of this sensation of determination and anger, I'd been excited about the Summit and spending time with my family. This time, it was a very different situation.
Tomorrow morning would change everything, and I found myself feeling far more confident that we would bring down the Dark Elves, save our families, and bring new order to the Kingdom of Pura.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Nico
Icouldn't sleep, and for once it wasn't because I was plagued by guilt. No, this time it was because I could feel my magic trying to act out, and keeping a hold on it so it didn't send the entire camp into an orgy was becoming increasingly difficult.
When I'd been a guilty, miserable fuck, my sex drive had been non-existent, but despite the barriers between the two of us, Ama and I were now on a pathway to something more. And unfortunately, my magic was convinced that something more would result in sex.
Not that I expected that because I would be perfectly happy with even a smidge of Ama's attention. Hell, even a kiss at this point would be a fucking blessing. My magic didn't agree with that, though. It wanted to caress every inch of her body, extracting all the breathy gasps and moans she was capable of.
I groaned and buried my head in the pillow beneath me, my cock uncomfortably hard because somehow, Ama's soft breathing from across the tent, where she was wrapped up between Colt and Damien, was turning me on.
The worst part? I couldn't even fucking jack myself off.
At least at the Summit when she’d been driving me mad, I could jerk myself off to the idea of being buried inside of her, but here? Nope. I was just stuck in a tent with a bunch of guys who wanted Ama as much as I did.
I was glad I'd come to terms with the future that lay before us...but I could really use alone time with her. Not only because I wanted to devour every inch of her body, but also because I knew without a doubt that we had things we needed to talk about. A lot of shit actually, and everything inside of me was urging me to do so before the damned battle tomorrow.
I needed Ama to know how I truly felt.
Muttering a curse, I slipped from the bed and walked outside. The ledge we were on looked out towards the battlefield for tomorrow and the capital. The lights were vibrant from across the way, and I realized that, despite what it currently represented, it was absolutely stunning—a beautiful kingdom filled with ugly people.
I shook my head and sat with my legs over the cliffside, the tents of our army dotting the ground below. Almost everyone was sleeping, and the quiet night wind was warmer than normal, wrapping around me and carrying Ama's scent from the tent. I knew others were mixed in with that, but hers always stood out to me the most.
It was a floral scent that almost smelled smoky and burnt. I absolutely loved it.
"Nico?" Ama's soft voice had me snapping my head around, and I couldn't help the smile that lit my face seeing how sleepy she looked. Her hair was a bit messy, tangled in her horns, and she was wearing a large shirt that draped to her knees. I had to assume it was one of ours, her bare legs distracting me as I tried to not focus on the desire running rampant under my skin.
It was almost impossible, but it was easier if I focused on how fucking beautiful she was with the moonlight reflecting off her skin and her hazy gaze as she came to sit next to me.
"Hey," I intertwined our fingers and brushed my lips over the soft skin there, feeling for the first time that I had the ability to touch her more openly. That I could reach out and I wouldn't be rejected.
