“You’ll do fine. He couldn’t be in more capable hands. Trust yourself, Morgan. Your instincts have rarely led you astray.”
I SENT him into the Dark Woods to find something unexpected.
He’s only been gone for two hours, and yet I am fretting as if it’s been days.
I have to remind myself that it’s necessary.
He’ll be fine. I was when I had to do the same.
I wonder what he’ll bring back.
GARY AND Tiggy.
Into the wilds, and that’s who he brought back.
Truly unexpected.
Gods. How delightful he is.
Sam of Wilds, though.
It’s a good name.
THE HEART wants what it wants. But sometimes the heart cannot have what it wants. Maybe the Prince and the knight aren’t in love, but they are together. Sam respects that, even though I know it hurts him.
But still….
He thinks the knight doesn’t even know he exists, much less know his name.
If that’s true, then why does Ryan Foxheart never look away when Sam’s in the room?
I wonder….
HIS CORNERSTONE.
Ryan is Sam’s cornerstone.
Because of course he is.
Godsdammit.
HE IS loved.
Above all else, he is loved.
Granted, he spent three hours regaling me with a story that started with him losing his virginity “quite spectacularly, Morgan, like, I’m a man now,” and ended up being a diatribe on the way society views sex and sexuality. By the time he finished, I doubt even he knew what he was talking about.
But he’s smiling more than I’ve ever seen him before.
And that is thanks to Knight Delicious Face.
I can’t believe I wrote that.
Sam is happy.
I hope I never have to take that away from him.
Maybe Vadoma got it wrong.