"The Qun calls you Beresaad. Your brothers call you Sten," She holds his face in her hands, looking at him like she's trying to memorize his features in case she ever looks at him the way he just looked at her. Unseeing.
"Deimos is the name you gave when we met, remember? They called me Kabethari, and I corrected them. You didn't speak to me until they were gone," She tries to smile at the memory, but it hitches. "And when we were alone, I was yours."
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"Deimos is the name you gave when we met, remember? They called me Kabethari, and I corrected them. You didn't speak to me until they were gone," She tries to smile at the memory, but it hitches. "And when we were alone, I was yours."