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A body screamed, appearing on the blade, and then it was forced through the opening as though someone was pushing from behind. I stepped forward, but Vemar got there first, blocking the way.
Good because how you gone step forward without a damn weapon drawn to stab when the enemy is clearly invisible and you’ve already been warned of that? Idiot.
“They aren’t vaginas!” I looked a little closer. “They’re flowers! It’s a floral print.” “Really?” Vemar squinted as he looked again. “I’d thought they were vaginas, too. They look like it.” “They have fucking stems…” My words trailed off. The flowers themselves did look like vaginas. How had I missed that?
The king stopped in front of the open door and shook himself out before crossing the threshold. The tension in his shoulders and bearing melted away until he was loose and confident and ready to take on the world. “Hi, sweetheart,” he said as he approached her bed.