Two pups sitting side by side, struggling through homework. Saturday evenings spent building sandcastles on the beach until the tide washed them away. Back then, they had no idea those simple days were laying the foundation for a lifetime together.
There had been times when their story seemed to be standing still, as though it would never become anything more.
Now they stood on the other side of that journey.
Silverlord Bernard Crowe. Silverlady Elara Crowe.
She let the names settle in her heart and smiled to herself.
What more could she ask for?
Nothing.
Bernard was everything she had ever wanted. Every title, every blessing, and every gift that came afterward meant little compared to the man holding her in his arms. He had always been the greatest gift of all.
