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“Can you not just relax for one moment?” “Hunting people is relaxing!” “The fact that you genuinely think that is troubling.”
“I’m not trying to prove anything. I just want silence and the opportunity to stab something.”
‘it’s nice to meet you’ and ‘it’s a pleasure’ were far more polite, although rarely true. ‘It may be nice to meet you, but I need more time to be sure’ seldom sat well with people.
“Precious baby! Can I cuddle him?” “Please don’t.”
“Do your parents not like each other?” “No, they like each other quite a lot, actually, it’s rather disturbing.”
“Bagpipes of Invisibility!” Bell declared. “I love you, woman, but no. I vote the Stealth Flashbang.”
stealth flashbang 😭
“Dwarves duel for the throne? Ooh, I like that! Ais, maybe we should—” Aislinn glared at him. “Do you want the throne?” “No, not remotely.” “Then why—” “I want the drama.”
“What on Earth is that?” “Doesn’t matter right now. Can you kill it?”
this is Dillon, he’s an undead mortal.” “Hello!” said Dillon, waving. “We’re worried that taking him into the palace will render him the usual kind of dead.
“Where’s your sense of curiosity, Beau?” asked Aislinn slyly. “It’s hiding behind my desire to stay alive.”
“Won’t I stick out a bit?” “I’m not sure there’s much we can do to disguise your height…” “I was thinking more about the undead part.” “Oh, right!”
Dillon placed his hand to his chest. “It is my honour to be mangled on behalf of any one of you.”
“You’re a good man, Caer.” “I rather think considering the consequences of your actions should be the bare minimum,” he said,
“I will believe whatever you say.” “I am secretly a unicorn.” “Very funny.”
Dillon stared at her, this moon-coloured dwarf, her rolling pin wet with blood. “I think I’m in love with you,” he rushed.
“Son, I am the King of Faerie. The only thing I’m afraid of is my wife.”
