‘Just because one fairytale is real,’ he said, reaching out to stroke her cheek, ‘it doesn’t mean they all are.’ She smiled, but ruefully. ‘I want to believe this,’ she said, taking his hand in her own. ‘I want to believe that this is real, but that doesn’t make it true.’ ‘You need me to prove it to you?’ She shook her head, trying to dig down to the root of the unease that was shifting in her chest. ‘I think I’d rather you didn’t,’ she whispered. ‘You don’t trust me,’ he said, his expression concealing his hurt, almost. ‘You’re a Noble.’ ‘I’m your Noble.’ ‘No,’ she said, ‘you’re not.’ She
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