Each King has a Mate, his fýlakas tis kardiás mou , the keeper of his heart, the one woman in all the world who can save his doomed soul and breathe life into his dead heart.
She will be the perfect complement to his darkness, a light that shines so brightly that there are no shadows for him to hide behind.
She will know his every weakness, share his every secret, and accept him for all that he is.
This gift of the gods will be his only nourishment from the moment of her recognition of him.
He will know when this woman is born.
He will feel it in the depths of his soul, but he must wait for her. When the time is right, she will come to him.
The Mating must be completed before nightfall of his three-thousandth-year, or he will cease to exist.
He will return to the ether from whence he came, ashes to ashes and dust to dust.
He will enter the Elysian Fields alone and live a hero’s afterlife.