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Lochlan smirks. “Maybe you shouldn’t have walked out of the palace without guards,” he says. “Maybe she shouldn’t have,” says a voice behind me, “but I brought more than enough.”
“Ah, Tessa.” There’s something simultaneously wicked and warm in his eyes. “No one dared, until you.”
Harristan grins, his smile bright in the shadows. It reminds me of all the times we went tearing through the sectors as boys, when no one knew who we were. He’s so severe as the stoic king that I sometimes forget he knows how to smile like that.
Thats so sad
Choices never seem like choices when the world only offers us bad ones.
“Do you still hate me?” he says softly. “No,” I whisper, like it’s a secret. “I love you.”
“Tessa,” I shout, but there’s no answer again. I have no idea whether she can hear me. I yell anyway. “I love you.”
“But we’re all that’s left, Rocco. We need to stick together. You and me.” “Yes, Miss Tessa.” I shake my head. “No Miss Tessa anymore. Just Tessa.” He nods. “Just Erik.” He holds out a hand. “Erik,” I whisper. I clasp his hand. His almost dwarfs mine.
