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smelled like the Kingdom of Amber always did—of morning dew, woodfire from a nearby hearth, and the crisp, earthy notes of slowly decaying leaves.
Mismatched brick buildings covered with vines and warmed by flickering lanterns had been reduced to crumbling decay—abandoned, burned, or broken down, if not all three.
For what it’s worth, I didn’t want to take you from your home.” Somehow, It’s fine, don’t worry about it, Barney. These things happen, didn’t find its way out of my mouth.
“That’s enough. Honestly, Mar. I look like a pirate. Or a lady of the night.” “Or both! A beautiful pirate whore,” Mari said, dusting more dark powder onto my eyelids.
“Yeah, that’s not the kind of ‘fun’ Mari and I have.” “That is devastating news.” For some reason, I could not keep it together. I doubled over laughing. “Keep it in your trousers, Kane. You’re not her type.” “I’m everyone’s type.”
“You aren’t dead, Arwen.” Of course I was. He was reading my mind, and I was pants-less.
“I’m not reading your mind; you’re talking to me. And you’re pants-less because you keep taking off your pants.”
Once I was old enough that the memories felt like someone else’s life.
“Very hello to you, too.” I pulled him through the doorway and into my room, lifting on my toes to press a single kiss against his cheek.