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It’s Flora’s world. But it’s not mine. But Flora? She’s mine.
But she’s not just a princess. She’s my princess.
“Kiss her, lass!” a man shouts from the crowd, and Flora bursts into giggles, covering her mouth with one gloved hand even as tears sparkle in her eyes. “Is he talking to me or you?” she asks, and I step forward, shaking my head. “I don’t know,” I tell her, laying my palm against her cheek. “But it’s good advice, so I’m going to take it.” And I do.