Dndm I Love You Much 【INSTANT】

"I found the messenger, the mountain pass, and about six different ways to get myself killed," Kaelen replied, his voice raspy but warm. "But you said 'Dndm.' You don't say that unless the world is ending."

It was a code, a shorthand they’d used since they were children stealing apples from the orchard. Dndm. "Don’t never doubt me." It was grammatically a mess, a relic of their youth, but it was their anchor. Dndm I Love You Much

Kaelen pushed inside. The tavern was thick with the smell of roasted meat and wet wool. In the far corner, tucked away from the boisterous laughter of sell-swords, sat a figure in a hooded slate-grey cloak. "I found the messenger, the mountain pass, and

Kaelen reached across the table, covering her hand with his. The weight of the quest ahead—the dragons, the dark mages, the impossible odds—felt suddenly lighter. "Don’t never doubt me