Chapter 9
Dawn found Catli on the edge of his bed, hypnotized by the watery sunlight falling across his Bonded, gilded in gold. The man in his bed was a far cry from the half dead mage he carried from Toa’s Eyes, though more in mind than body. The light played a trick on his mind. His lover wasn’t golden, pallor from the backlash still there, but sun and care had made Alegan less of a specter and much more alive. Enough to fool people into believing his healing was complete.
He had no illusions. Time and effort would help Alegan more than anything in Catli’s possession. And love. Catli had that in abundance and he was happy to give all he had to Alegan. Only time, again, would tell if his love would be enough. Brilliant stars shone between the fair tendrils of hair scattered over Alegan’
