Born of Blood and Ash

Sera immediately sat straighter. She would’ve toppled right out of his lap if he hadn’t tightened his arm around her. She didn’t even notice as her eyes widened with excitement. “Is it finally what I think it is?”

He gri

Sera was a ball of anticipation where she walked beside him, their progress slow as they made their way to the chamber in the east wing of the third floor. It had slipped both of their minds over the last several months with all that had come after entombing Kolis. He’d meant to show her before this. Something always came up, though.

But not today.

Nothing would stop Nyktos from showing his wife his paintings.

And perhaps, if his Queen was not too tired afterward, he would have her sit for him, and he would know exactly which paints it took to capture the pink in her cheeks and the green and silver in her eyes.

After all, getting her to blush was easy.

Nyktos knew just how.