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He took her hand subtly, squeezing it. “Cal, there’s a reason why elves don’t often fall in love outside their species, you know?” He was quiet...
She looked utterly mortified now, her cheeks a fierce pink as she looked over at him. She was quiet for a moment before she reached up, cupping...
His face fell. Ben hasn’t noticed, talking quietly to the dwarf. “60 years is still a long time, Cal,” Puck said gently, looking down at her.
Her flush deepened, and she looked away. This tiny action didn’t seem enough and she laid on her back, looking up at the stars. “...you... you...
Puck nudged her. “Still glad you chose him?” he asked playfully.
She looked up at him nervously, her brows knitted together uncertainly as she considered him. “I...I don’t mean to be clingy...” she began...
He laughed a little, shrugging. “I’ve learned to deal with my own mortality, Cal.”
“I mean it,” she replied quietly. “I don’t know what’s going on right now. I’m not quite sure what you want from me. But I just...” She looked...
“Fae age faster,” he repeated. “Not by much, but we die after about 60 human years.”
She shook her head adamantly, resting her forehead against his neck and closing her eyes. “You could never be annoying, Z.”
“Fae age faster than most species,” he said with a small shrug. “One human year is about 22 Fae years.0
She considered this before giving him a small smile. “If you want to,” she said with a nod. “If I haven’t annoyed you too much.”
“In human years, I’m about 23,” he said. “In Fae years, I’m 493.”
“In human years or Fae years?” he asked, glancing over at her.
She slipped her arms around his neck, her nose brushing his. “It’s great,” she murmured, watching him appreciatively.
“At least neither of us are as old as Ben,” he said smugly. “I’m younger than you,” Ben replied smoothly.
She squirmed a little in surprise, looking up at him with a playful grin. “Hi.”
“Yeah, well... you’re old. I’m forever youthful.”
She flushed in surprise, glancing up at him. There was hesitation in her eyes that he would be able to detect. “I think you’re lovely too,” she...
Puck squinted at her. “Are you calling me old?”
