(LOCKE)
The woman I brought from the Eastern Kingdom and gave the title of queen to was a gentle and submissive woman. She had my heart in her fist, although neither of us knew it at the time. My instinct was to shield her and protect her. She was fragile and delicate. She needed to be taken care of.
The woman who is now raising my son and who doesn't lower her gaze when meeting mine doesn't need protection. She stands by my side as an equal. Her anger is sharp, swift, and deadly. She has overcome every obstacle to become the woman she is today. She is a fine queen and a wonderful mother.
The one thing that hasn't changed is her heart. It is still kind.
I didn't expect Corrine to forgive me so fast. I expected her to hold on to her grudge. By the time I understood the extent of the damage to her, I had already realized that it would take quite a while for her to look at me and see her mate, not the man who hurt her.
