“I have Killian on my side.” His grin widened, and he shook himself dramatically. “Alright. You win. I would not wish to cross that child even with both my feet working and a knife in each hand.” “Now that he knows you don’t plan to steal Magnolia away from him, he’ll love you,” I told him. “And he’s ferociously loyal to those he loves.” Oaken’s eyes crinkled at the corners. “Sounds like somebody else I know.”
