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He sighed a little, frowning deeply. "I don't know. Edgar is still out there. Hopefully, the Fae will pledge their allegiance to us."
Her gaze flickered up at him and she gave him a small smile, nudging him with her head. "Yeah. We will be."
He wasn't meeting her gaze, looking up at the ceiling. "We didn't come here asking for help. We came to administer aid if they needed it."
"Make sure you don't freeze to death," she teased, looking down at the sand as they walked.
He frowned before lying out next to her. "The Council is still talking. They're apparently deep in debate."
"Do demons swim?" she replied playfully. "Won't the water boil when you get in?"
He came over to the bed, sitting on the edge as he reached out, running his fingers through her hair gently. "You need rest, Calliope."
She seemed excited, taking his hand. "Will you swim too?"
He blinked, looking over at her in surprise. "I thought you were asleep."
She started laughing, looking up at him. "I'll wear my cloak."
He didn’t look at her, obviously thinking she had fallen asleep. His head was back and he was staring at the ceiling, his brow furrowed. He had...
“I don’t have anything to swim in, though,” she said, looking up at him. She frowned a little before brightening. “Is it socially acceptable to...
She would hear him walk over and sit on the couch, sighing a little as he rested his head back, looking up at the ceiling.
Her hand had come up to rest on his back, but it fell as she laughed a little. “That is if I don’t drown first.”
She looked over at him. “That’s right. You must’ve been cold under there,” she said gently, her softer side returning. “I’m glad you’re back in a...
(Zoop!) He returned after about 15 minutes, the books gone from his arms. Instead, they were crossed defensively as he entered.
He turned to leave. His ears were slumped and so were his wings, pressing against his back as if making him small. He opened the door with his...
She glowered at him playfully, looking up at him. She leaned into his touch involuntarily, but she didn’t even seem to notice it. “When you...
He didn’t even look at her, his brows knit together. “Go to sleep. I’ll be back.”
“It doesn’t have to be,” she replied stiffly. “We stopped being nomadic a long time ago. Now we mostly stay in the hills and the plains. Like...
