“To show you how much you mean to me.” He picks one up and places it in my lap, then does the same with the next one. “You said that things in your world were valuable if they cost much mahnee. You are the thing that I love the most in this world, so I wanted to give you mahnee to show you that.”
Is…he trying to tell me that I’m priceless to him? I suddenly love each ugly coin and every awkward painted doodle on them. “You are the sweetest,” I tell him, my voice thick with emotion.
Cashol shakes his head. “I am just a male devoted to his mate.” His hand goes to Holvek’s tiny head. “And now his child.”
He’s perfection, my mate. I gaze up at him adoringly. Sure, he’s goofy at times, distractible, and maybe he’ll have to leave for weeks on end occasionally to hunt. But he’s sweet and he makes me smile and I don’t care how cold or desolate this planet is…
There’s no place I’d rather be.