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LN 12 SPOILERS

i really want to read about gaoshun interacting with jinmao now, when they're a couple, because i am very curious about what will he think about their new dynamic and how much things have changed also i just want him to talk with jinmao cuz they are basically his kids

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"i can see you" dedicated to jinmao LN 13-15 miss taylor swift told me herself i swear guys

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THEY. SPEND. THEIR. BIRTHDAYS. TOGETHER. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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being arrested in katolis is a family thing, well cute!

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Speculative S7 Callum and Runaan conversation.

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he strokes her cheek so gently...such a small movement and he didn't even expect that she would put his hand on her face it's a pure reflex I'm calling the police

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excuse me, but if rayllum gets splitted in the beginning of s7 and then they need to fight for their lives, will i get a boat date scene all tender and kissy because it looks like my poor kids don't have time for it?this scene is my psychiatrist's prescription, so I'm worried.

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ezran and rayla bond is so special for me thank you for this

188.

Ezran has a go at them both when they get back. Rayla doesn't blame him—most of it is motivated by grief and a kingdom is a lot to lose indeed, but it's also because they were there, they were so close to home, and what were they doing? Runaan is essentially her father, yes, but he'd still killed Ez's dad, and they'd released him while Sol Regem was burning Katolis to the ground.

Rayla would be mad too, if it were her. If the Silvergrove was destroyed and the people closest enough to help were freeing criminals instead, she'd be furious. She makes no excuses, not for them nor for Runaan, who should have known better, who did and killed Harrow anyway, but it's still heartbreaking to see Ez in so much pain and to see the castle that was very quickly becoming home in ruins.

They're camped by the temples now. They still have supplies from their trip and there are civilians who need the space and the bedrolls more. Callum doesn't want to be around Ez right now anyway, not after the screaming match they'd had at the ruins, and as much as Callum had tried to defend them, he knows, deep down, that Ez is right. He sulks the evening away, poking aggressively, guiltily at their fire while the clerics dish out what little dinner there is available.

Rayla leaves him to it in search of something to do distract her from her own guilt and winds up helping Soren and some of the other soldiers pitch tents in the fields as an alternative for something more long term. She's tightening a guy wire when Ez finds her.

"Can we talk?"

Rayla twitches her lips grimly. "Sure."

There's a pause. Ez can't quite look at her and Rayla swings her arms awkwardly, her throat tight. In a rare show of reading the room—or lack thereof, Rayla supposes—Soren makes himself scarce, claiming he needs Opeli to check the stitches on his forehead, and then it's just her and Ez and the distant sound of chatter in the night.

"Are you angry at me too?" asks Ez at last.

Rayla stares at him. It's not what she expected at all. "Why on earth would I be angry at you?" she says stupidly. "You were right. We were closer and we should have been her. We shouldn't have—" She cuts herself off and glance away, not quite able to regret it completely. "I'm sorry we weren't here," she says instead. "You have every right to be angry at us."

Ez shakes his head. "Katolis is my responsibility," he mumbles. "It doesn't matter what you were doing. I should have been here. I never should have left."

"Ez, you couldn't have known—"

"It doesn't matter," he snaps. "I'm supposed to be king. I'm supposed to protect these people, and instead—" He hiccoughs and shuts his eyes. "I should have known something was wrong when Sol Regem didn't show up for Queen Janai's brother. We should have gone looking for him, we should have—"

"Ezran, stop it," says Rayla sharply. "This isn't your fault."

"It might as be!" snarls Ez. "Why wasn't I here, Rayla? Why couldn't I have done something to stop this? All those people dead, friends, family, brothers and sisters and moms and dads and kids lined up in the square, why—" He cuts himself short, knees buckling, shoulders shaking with every shuddering sob. Rayla's heart shatters for him, and she crosses the distance between them and pulls him into her arms, all of the anger between them be damned. "Why couldn't I protect them?" he sniffs. "Why couldn't I have been a better king?"

Rayla shushes him, her arms tight and steady around his shoulders. "It wasn't your fault," she says firmly. "You didn't cause this. You couldn't have stopped it. You're a good king, Ez, and we need to focus on protecting whatever's left, okay? The survivors. The people who are still here. They need you."

"They need someone better than me."

"No," snaps Rayla, "they need you. A king who ends wars, not one who keeps fighting them. A king who wants his legacy to be a narrative of love. You're going to pull through this. You and the rest of Katolis. It's going to be okay."

"It's not now."

Rayla grimaces. "No. It's not now. But it will be, and you have to believe that. For them. Okay?"

There's another pause. Ez sobs into her shoulder, a child more than a king, and Rayla holds him tight, swallowing her own tears and heartbreak because it's not fair that he should have to deal with that too. She lets him cry for ages because he needs it, because the grief is too big and too heavy to bottle up, before, finally, he raises his arms and hugs her back.

"I heard you and Callum are okay now," he mumbles against her shirt at last.

Rayla almost laughs. "We were always going to be," she chuckles in spite of herself.

"Good," says Ez quietly. "I'm just glad there's at least one thing in amongst all of this that's still intact."

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CALLUM'S EXPRESSION

try and tell me that they aren't a family

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THE WAY I SCREAMED

Do anything

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it is giving callum

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we can get it if we will use hashtags #ContinueTheSaga or #GiveUsTheSaga SO all in our hands

SEASON 7 TITLE REVEALED AND POSSIBLE PHASE 3

Season 7 is called dark and there is a possible phase 3 with 3 more seasons which I hope it gets confirmed because TDP is amazing show with interesting world building and lore

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i hope you all are as excited as me because next season is 9 episodes including rayllum both extremely madly in love and dating

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It's the Callum face™

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callum energy

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July 1st – Thinking of You Under Every Full Moon

Callum watched Rayla and her parents, smiling softly as they embraced once again. She still looked a bit awkward, a bit unsure, but he couldn’t deny she looked happy.

The nausea and weakness brought on by the spell continued to linger, but all things considered, he was happy too. It was hard not to be, seeing Rayla smile like she was.

Ethari joined him, eyes on the trio as well.

“Thank you once again, Callum.” Ethari spoke softly, inclining his head in a bow.

Callum continued to look at Rayla, shaking his head. “It was-” Well, it wasn’t really nothing. The spell had been hard work, the white streak of hair framing his face a testament to that, but he’d do it again in a heartbeat for Rayla.

He’d done it for her. He’d do anything for her.

Her parents, Ethari and Runaan owed him nothing.

“I never thought I’d see them again. Any of them. These two years… have been long. Lonely.” Ethari sighed, ducking his head. “I am glad Rayla had you for support in this time. I wouldn’t have liked-”

“She didn’t have me.” Callum responded instinctively, turning sharply to look at Ethari. “Or, well, she-” What, she could have, if she hadn’t left without him. He wasn’t angry or upset about that anymore though, but he was sorrowful. He didn’t like to think of Rayla being alone for those two years.

Fighting and struggling by herself. Being cold and hungry.

All alone, with no-one for help or support. No-one to talk to or laugh with.

No-one…

“Pardon?” Ethari asked, shaking Callum from his thoughts.

“She was alone.” Callum turned fully to face him, angry. Angry at the culture that had raised Rayla to think that such a sacrifice was necessary. That it was noble. “It was a gift, apparently.” He couldn’t help the sneer that snuck into his voice, contempt for this particular cultural trait leaking free. “Protecting me from danger, while running full speed towards it herself.”

Ethari blinked at him, his mouth agape.

Shocked, Callum supposed. At what, he couldn’t tell. Nor did he particularly care to.

“And I know you’ve undone the Ghosting spell, I know you’re sorry, but none of the rest of them are, are they?” Callum raised his chin, challenging Ethari to disagree.

Ethari sighed, looking small and reserved for such a tall broad man. “Undoing a Ghost spell is almost unheard of-”

Callum huffed, looking away from him and back to Rayla. “I’m going to ask her to marry me. When all this is over, when it’s time to rest. I want her to come home. To Katolis.”

“You have my blessing.” Ethari spoke quickly, not seeming surprised by this declaration. “I dare say that of Runaan and her parents as well. After everything-”

Callum didn’t even look back at him as he made his way to join Rayla. “I don’t need it.”