Favorite OTPs – Meira and Mather | Snow Like Ashes
His eyes dart over me, from my soaked hair to my mud-stained robe, absorbing me in jerky motions as if he can’t catch all of me at once. When he meets my gaze, his shock ebbs away in favor of a look I’ve never seen on him. One I always dreamed of seeing.
He’s looking at me now like he loves me, and he doesn’t care who sees.









