dancing after dark

Eularia sniffed at him, as he kissed her forehead, her chest. He was too charming; she was reminded of an earlier time, when she was but a girl and he but a boy. He'd made her feel at peace, then, too. Even as she learned to kill, practiced killing. But each time it was rebuilt, he was here to build memories with me. She murmured, reaching up to stroke her fingers against his cheek.

You're too good for me, you know? There's so much blood on my hands, Magnus. And... the only death I regret is his. Because it had not been her choice; she had loved him; she had hoped that he could come to understand her relationship with Magnus... that he might forgive her.

And at his final words, she rolled her eyes, and reached to wipe her face. So, you'll never die? She challenged him, with a playful smirk. I love you. Even if you did invite that girl to watch our children.