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Tracking me down was a special talent of his, just like simultaneously patting my head and rubbing my belly was mine.
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I did have a bit of a parasocial relationship going on with him, despite us having exchanged a grand total of two dozen words, most of which were some variation of die, monster, and no, you die first. Not that I enjoy relentless harassment, but what’s a girl to do when the only constant presence during the last millennium of her life has been a guy who’s contractually mandated to murder her?
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“As long as you don’t let anyone get to you before I do, Aethelthryth.” “Oh, don’t worry. I’ll always save myself for you.”
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If it makes you feel better, I thought fondly at him, willing the universe to pass on the message, I would have preferred it to be you.
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I should swat his hand away, but I am paralyzed, unable to recall the last time someone touched me voluntarily without trying to hurt me.
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“I accept your offer.” 32 I blink. “What offer?” “To help me out.” His eyes gleam. “Lead the way, Ethel. I’ll follow you to your home.”
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The thing about immortality is, it’s almost impossible not to build vast amounts of generational wealth.
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Oh my God. Is that a stake in his pocket, or is he just glad to see me?
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“I might not remember my name, or anything about who I am. But I could never be near you and not know exactly what you are to me.”
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It’s possible that I am, like the abbess said, just a fanciful, too-distractible girl. But for the first time in nearly one and a half millennia, I forget to keep track of time, and I don’t feel the need to run outside the exact moment the sun has set.
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Doesn’t explain why his eyes, all of a sudden, seem so soft. Or the fact that instead of pushing me away, instead of hitting back with his own weapons and his own strength, he touches me tenderly. One hand lifts to cup my face, and he gently thumbs my cheekbone.
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“Aethelthryth, nothing would make me happier than having you with me here, or in any other place that I will call home, for as long as I live. Please, come in.”