Thank you, Sophie transmitted to Fitz. He nodded, stepping closer and pulling her into a hug—a hug that lasted longer than Sophie expected. Long enough that she finally had to pull away, hoping her face wasn’t super red. “Hail me when you’re back from Marella’s, okay?” Fitz asked, reaching up to tuck her hair behind her ear. “I will,” Sophie promised. His fingers lingered on her cheek a few seconds longer. Then he raised his home crystal up to the light and leaped away. Keefe whistled, tearing his hands through his hair. “Wow, so that’s how it’s going to be now, huh? I mean, I appreciate you
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