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adsom appreciation week: favorite relationship | kell and rhy

“What foolish thing have you done, my brother?”

Kell looked down at the rich red lines on the bed and pulled aside his collar to show the mirroring scar. “I did what you would have done, if you were me.”

Rhy frowned. “I love you, Kell, but I had no interest in matching tattoos.”

Kell smiled sadly. “You were dying, Rhy. I saved your life.”

He couldn’t being himself to tell Rhy the whole truth: that the stone hadn’t only saved his life but had restored it.

“How?” demanded the prince. “At what cost.”

“One I paid,” said Kell. “And would pay again.”