“Who?” he asked, and I didn’t miss the hopeful tone to his voice. “Darcy,” I confirmed. “Gabriel said it’s important the two of us are in the palace tonight so after Lionel and Clara go to sleep, I’ll sneak back out to meet her here.” “So...she’s coming alone?” he asked, his throat bobbing as he glanced towards the kitchenette where Darcy had told me the tunnel emerged. “Yeah. And if I come back here and find she’s been crying, you’ll be enjoying that flaming balls feeling. Got it?” Orion shuddered, placing a protective cushion over his lap. “You’re a savage.” “Damn right I am. Don’t go
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