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And he didn’t need to be fucking around with my issues because his were a whole lot more important than me figuring out I didn’t want a career in prostitution and couldn’t start a pizza delivery service.
“Maybe not,” Maddie butted in. “But I would.”
He gave me a squeeze, dipped his face close to touch the tip of his nose to mine before he drew away and stopped being impossibly wonderful and went back to just being normally wonderful.
Only Élan would walk up to a huge-ass warrior and tell him to ask someone to one of her tea parties.
“But this one, the first I will give you knowing you return yours with love, will be the one I most treasure for the rest of my life.”
“The handsome soldier is supposed to get the maiden he desires at the end of the story,” he declared, and I felt my lips twitch as I fought back a smile. “You’re absolutely right,” I told him. “So what’s wrong with Loretta? She’s ruining the story,” he told me.
(all for nothing, I was sure, I felt everyone’s attention on us, but at that moment I didn’t give a shit I was entering a discussion about my period in front of two queens, two princesses, a prince, a king and whatever Frey was).
“So then,” she shrugged, “whatever. Bring it on. Maybe you can cut his other hand off this time.”
“Now go show those cute bunnies and helpless deer who’s boss.”
“Remember this kiss.”
