He had the mathematics of fighting down to a science.

She had not always known the shape of him. She had loved the version of him. She idolized him. She adored him an idea of him, an archetype, a version of him that invulnerable.But now she knew the truth, she knew the realness of Altan and his vulnerabilities and most of all his pain... and still she loved him.

She had not always known the shape of him. She had loved the version of him. She idolized him. She adored him an idea of him, an archetype, a version of him that invulnerable.

She had not always known the shape of him. She had loved the version of him she'd constructed for herself. She had admired him. She had idolized him. She adored an idea of him, an archetype, a version of him that was invulnerable.