Elise stood at the top of the wide staircase in the grand hall, dressed in flowing silver robes that shimmered like liquid moonlight. Her blonde hair cascaded down her back, and her eyes, those beautiful, haunting green eyes were locked on him. Her arms were crossed tightly over her chest.
Lucien stopped dead in his steps as he stared at his bird again. He didn't imagine he would see her so fast. She smiled at him and his heart melted again.
Something warm cracked through the ice in his chest. His golden eyes softened with raw, devastating love and longing. She's the only one that has been able to break his stones heart all these years.
"Mate…" Rogue breathed reverently inside his mind, voice thick with desperate joy. "Our bird. She's here. She's really here."
Lucien took one shaky step forward, lips parting. "Elise… bird..."
