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They were a bunch of flowers rather than single blossoms, and together their scents were dulled into uniformity.
She was not a girl who dreamed in jewel tones and kisses. She was not weak. She didn’t need to covet the constructs of the Nobles. And one day she would leave this place behind, just like her parents had done.
‘Hence the moral: Nobles and humans aren’t meant to love each other, even if they sometimes do.’ Lucas’s eyes were on Julia’s, lingering so long that it made her wonder.
‘This is what it means,’ he said, his fingers finding the stud in her ear. ‘That you claim me?’ she said, surprised by the teasing note in her own voice. ‘No,’ he said. ‘That you’re the one I would choose.’
‘You’re not my Noble,’ she said. ‘I’m your human.’ ‘Can’t both be true?’ He looked genuinely hopeful.
A twinge of unwanted jealousy surged through Cam’s chest. He ignored it, but it was becoming more and more difficult to fool himself that there was nothing between him and the woodsman.
