La Vitalis: Immortal Loss ((exclusive)) Official

Now she was none of those things.

She was immortal now. Alone.

His hand found her cheek, cool and steady. The mark on his palm—the Oathbrand—glowed faintly gold. The same mark burned on her own ribs, seared there the night he’d shared his blood and his curse with her. To save her life , he’d said. To give her eternity . la vitalis: immortal loss

Not as a memory. Not as a ghost. But whole. Breathing. Hers . Now she was none of those things