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running an inn filled with more than its fair share of people who were not, it had to be said, overburdened with normalness),
“Stop decapitating the resurrected rooster,” Sera said crossly. “It’s impolite.”
Your magic knew exactly who you were. That’s why your spell was a shield, not a sword.”
mostly, they just did their own thing on opposite ends of the sofa, not even touching, her feet just inches from his leg, his forearm propped very nearly on her ankle. And yet, for some reason, it felt like that was exactly where they were supposed to be.
“Let me be very clear,” Luke interrupted her. “I’m not letting you out of my sight.”
“Well, that was fun.” “It was, in every possible way, the literal opposite of fun,” Luke said emphatically.
His longing to touch her, to make her laugh, to provoke her into one of her grumpy, overly dramatic speeches, any of it, was very nearly unbearable.
A creature of the sky and the stars, burning, dying, once, twice, a hundred times, only to come back, stubborn and persistent, to rise out of the ashes, to be resurrected, to live.
