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“If I hadn’t taken that potion—” Before I know what’s happening, Finn spins me around and presses me against the wall. He stares down at me, his silver eyes hard. “But you did. You took the potion, and in doing so, you salvaged one beautiful thing in a world full of ugliness. I, for one, will never be sorry for that.”
His eyes go hard. “Maybe I just don’t want him to have it.” “Aren’t you, like, hundreds of years old? Why are you acting like a spoiled child who doesn’t want to share his toys?” His grin is smug, and his gaze is pure wicked intention as he looks me over slowly. “I don’t consider you a toy, Princess, but if you’d like to play, all you have to do is ask.”
“Do you think your connection to the crown helped me heal?” He opens his mouth, then closes it before trying again. “I think there’s a connection between us that I don’t have an explanation for.”
“Remind me to stay on your good side, Princess.” I cut him a look. “I’m not sure you’ve even met my good side.”
“Is that it?” he asks, eyes hard, head cocked to the side. “Or do you want to be free to be with him without my knowing? Do you want to be free to have him kiss you and touch you without having to feel how that tears me apart inside?” I can’t hear the pain in his voice without vividly remembering being beneath the waterfall with Finn, that feeling of Sebastian through the bond. His heartache. The betrayal he felt. “Bash,” I whisper. “You need to let me go. Please.”
“Still with that nickname?” I smile. “I thought you would’ve figured it out by now. I’m not a princess. I never was.” “I know,” he whispers into my hair. His lips brush my temple, just a ghost of a kiss, but the warmth laps over me like a summer tide rolling to shore. “I know that’s not who you really are. I think I knew it the first time I saw you. You’re no princess. You’re my queen.”