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"Human fruit? Is there pixie fruit?"
"You will, but we need to find somewhere, since you'll be going somewhere and probably won't be able to hang out with me as much."
"Of course, my love. I will always save you when you need me to."
She nodded, taking out her tools.
She raised an eyebrow. "I'll help unpack your stuff if you make lunch."
He nodded. "Let's just look around then."
"I.." he shook his head, at a loss for words. Warner crossed his arms. "We're going to have to find you a place to stay."
He took her hand, kissing her forehead. "Everyone is okay."
"I.. They.." She frowned. "Why?"
She looked back. "You okay?"
He grinned. "I love you too. Any preferences on where we go?"
Zadkiel stammered slightly, before composing himself. "Ahem.. It would explain why you have every power it seems. You have power equal to that of...
Francis looked down, her eyes widening. "Poppy?"
"I'm not the first one to leave. You said there were others. Where did they go?"
She nodded, heading into the bedroom.
He tilted his head. "I am?"
"Saint Michael is corrupt," the queen said, a rare tone of astonishment in her voice. "He is building a weapon to take over and you're the chosen...
He squinted. "Okay. Sounds good."
She nodded slowly. "Where did the first ones go? The ones who left?"
"Anyways.. Should we unpack?"
