“I can’t believe we’re heirs to the throne of Solaria,” I said excitedly. “We’re not,” Ryder balked. “Pfft, yes we are,” I insisted. ‘How’d you figure that?” he asked in confusion. “Because we’re heirs-in-law. If the twins died and Gabriel died, and Dante died, and stars fucking forbid Elise died, then we’d be next in line.” “That’s not at all true,” Ryder said with a head shake. “It is. You and me would have to fight for the throne, and when I won-” “I’d win,” Ryder cut over me, entirely confident of that. “No chance,” I scoffed. “You’d have to come and kill me eventually though after I took
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