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Entreat Me Entreat Me by Grace Draven
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“I can't accept this, my lord. Its too fine a gift, and I am no queen."

Ballard gently pushed it back to her. "You are, Louvaen. You're simply uncrowned.”
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“I'm not laughing, and I'm not running. I wont lie either. You're a chilling sight to behold. I've had nightmares of monsters prettier than you." She stepped closer and raised her other hand to thread her fingers through his hair. This time he didn't flinch away. "But you're still you under all this flux nonsense. Only a fool of a woman would run from such an extraordinary man, and I am no fool, Ballard de Sauveterre.”
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“What kind of piss is this?" he said when he caught a breath.

Louvaen frowned. "Probably something he made with the venom and scales of the worlds most evil viper."

"Oh, you have a twin?”
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“The art of negotiation favored not the one with the better odds but the one who could convince his opponents that his were the best odds.”
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“He pushed back his hood so she might see him as clearly as he saw her. “Wife of my soul,” he said softly. She closed her eyes and sagged in his arms. “Oh gods, Ballard. I don’t want to go.”
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“A kiss before I go, dragonslayer.” He leaned in to capture her lips with his.”
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“I'd challenge gods and queens to make you mine, Ballard. Conquer a kingdom or two if necessary.”
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“What if he rejected her? Did she gather the tatters of her dignity around her and walk away? She frowned. He better not reject her or she'd smother him with one of his pillows!”
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“If anyone poisoned your drink, I’m not to blame.”  She bared her teeth.  “This time.” A hard swat on her shoulder made her jerk away.  Cinnia glared at her, a blush dusting her cheekbones.  “Lou, stop being so rude!”   She offered a conciliatory smile to Ambrose.  “My apologies, Ambrose.  She’s always been a scold in the morning.” He huffed and raised his tankard in mock toast to Louvaen.  “You must live a life of eternal morning.”
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“You've flowers in you hair," she said. Tender amusement, instead of distaste, threaded her voice.

"That's because they're growing out of my head.”
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“She was as different from her dazzling sister as night was to day. Ballard found it difficult to look at the younger girl for more than a moment at a time. Beauty such as hers blinded him, like looking directly at the sun. Louvaen though--he could happily drown in the dark Louvaen.”
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“All you have to do is breathe, and you seduce me.”
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“He burned as if with fever, and she burned for him.”
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“The knife in the back often comes from those we trust most.”
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“Acknowledge her judgment and credit yourself for strengthening it so she can hold her own without you holding her hand.”
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“That is a bitter life, my love. Something you’ll never suffer while I live.” Cinnia’s sad smile was uncannily wise. She ran her thumb over the curve of Louvaen’s cheekbone. “You can’t be my savior knight forever, Lou.” “Watch me.”
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“You feel good in my arms," she said.”
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“I don't know. There's something about you." She spread her hands in a puzzled gesture. "Captivating yet forbidden. I feel as if I'm corrupting an anchorite but can't help myself.”
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