Aries smiled against his lips, resting her forehead on his. A chuckle slipped past their lips, drawing away from each other to look into each other's eyes.
"I love you," she whispered, feeling this relief saying those words she couldn't speak for years, nor could she bear hearing.
Abel cupped both her cheeks and closed his eyes with his forehead still against hers. "I love you more," he breathed out.
"No, I love you more."
"I love you more than that."
"We will not stop if you keep competing with me." She giggled, sniffing hard.
"This is the only thing I will want to win against you." He chuckled, drawing his head back, eyes searching for her. "There were billions of people in this world, but I only want you. Just you. The rest? They can all die for all I care."
"Even Sir Conan?"
"I'll bury him myself if I must. He and Dexter can share the same grave."
"How about Lord Darkmore?"
