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" When you call me Cas, it reminds me that I'm real."
"Cas," I whispered, blinking back tears.
"Don't," he pleaded softly. "Don't cry."
"I'm sorry. It's just that I want..." Gods, there was so much I wanted for him. I wanted him to never have experienced any of that, but I couldn't undo the past. "I want you to know that you are always Cas. You were never a thing, and you aren't one now." I rose, easing him onto his back. The buttery light of the gas lamp flowed over the striking lines of his face. "You are Casteel Hawkethrone Da'Neer. A son. A brother. A friend. A husband."
I leaned over him, and there was no mistaking the deepening of the color in his eyes as his gaze dropped to my breasts. Clasping his cheek, I guided his gaze back to mine. "You are a King. My King. And you will always be my everything, but never will you be a thing. "
― Jennifer L. Armentrout , The Crown of Gilded Bones (Blood and Ash, #3)
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" —Ahora, no sé mucho sobre ser un esposo —dijo mientras puso mis manos en mi regazo, y realmente no tenía idea de adónde iba con esto—. ¿Sabes lo que está grabado en nuestros anillos? Está en Atlántico antiguo —me dijo cuándo negué con la cabeza—. Ambos dicen lo mismo. Siempre y para siempre. Eso somos nosotros.
—Sí —susurré, mi garganta se apretó—. Así es.
—Obviamente, no tengo experiencia en todo el departamento del matrimonio, pero sea como sea, eres mi esposa. Eso significa que no fingiremos más, ¿correcto? Que, siempre y para siempre, somos reales el uno con el otro. "
― Jennifer L. Armentrout , The Crown of Gilded Bones (Blood and Ash, #3)