I groaned. Lord Laburnum’s second son, the one with eyes the color of river rocks. The boy who’d sat next to me at the King’s table and made me laugh when I was seventeen—the last time I’d attended Equinox. The boy I’d been foolish enough, bored enough, to kiss. “Alyx. Alyx Laburnum.”
Side eye just out of boredom nahh fam you won't catch me lacking like that
