Helemoira was my world at that moment, damn my throne and my domain. Damn my sisters. I would spend the rest of my life with Helemoira if I had to end myself to make it so.

I took one last look down at Helemoira before I gently slid her skirts up to her waist and positioned myself to enter her. The idea that I was even here was still rattling me down to my bones and I felt as if I may simply blow away if she ever stopped touching me.

"Are you sure?" My voice sounded ...