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"Five parts of a whole," Zeal agreed. "I don't ever want my favorites to fear my gifts. I don't take them back unless you give me no other choice."

"Because you love us too," Anver realized.

Zeal let his fingers toy with my hair, brushing it back over my ear as his iridescent eyes watched me. "I do. I also like being loved. I like this, Nari. Thank you for sharing them with me."

I reached up to trace the line of his face. "I promised you complete surrender, and the only way I know how to do that is to stop holding back."

"And where she goes, we go," Wraythe promised.

"Always," Talin said.

Zeal reached out for Ela's hand, pulling him down onto the couch with us in a haphazard pile. "No more hating yourself. I can't stop the crash completely, but I can push back those dark thoughts that make you feel worthless. You are a work of art, Ela. I give you my word that the people I tied you to are the ones who like this monster you try to fight."

"So be the monster," I told him. "Be proud of that monster, Ela."

He reached up to lace his fingers with mine. "I think he did something to my fears."

"Mm," Zeal said.

Wraythe just murmured in content. "That means yes. Thank you, Zeal."

"I want to spoil all of you," Zeal explained. "This? It seemed like a good way. You also need a much bigger bed, because mine is a little dangerous to reach."

"Next time," I decided. "Maybe the time after. Someday, I want to make love to you in god-land."

"Purlieu," Zeal said. "That's the name of our existence. Your body can't reach it, but your soul can. I just don't ever want to risk not being able to bring one of you back."

"Where she goes, we go," Anver said. "We always have, and I think we always will. That's why we actually work."

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