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“Hate to interrupt the festivities, but it seems your princess is already married. To me.”
“I’ll never stop fighting you,” I growled. “I’d be disappointed if you did,”
“I hate you,” I mumbled. Orin’s hot breath curled around my ear as he leaned close, the deep timbre of his voice causing the hair on my arms to rise. “I hate you, too.”
“Call me anything else in the world, Wife. That one has to go.” “Okay, Fluffy Bottom. Full speed, right at her.”
“I’m not going to lie to you, Deyanira. I’m going to choose you.” He turned back to look at me, a swell of emotion in his eyes I’d never seen before. “And I think I need to find a way to process that. I should choose the good of the world. I should be their hero. But I think when it comes down to it, I’d rather be yours, because you have no one.”
“Care to tell me why my wife is wearing another man’s shirt?”
If you told me you wanted to find a way to reach the moon, I’d be here for that, as well. Your desires are mine because you are mine, Wife. And then, when all else fails, we’ll find something else to occupy our time.”
“We still need to work on that nickname, though. Pretty sure you can’t just walk around calling Death Fluffy Bottom.”
