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He looked confused but spoke quickly. "The captain of the guard has found a large gypsy hideout," he said hastily. "He was planning to go in...
She looked over at him in surprise, reaching out and gently rubbing his back affectionately. The sound of the doorknob turning caused her to...
Clara woke slowly the next morning, shifting sleepily. * * * Charlie looked at her gratefully, but the king glared. "You're dismissed, Wren....
(Zoop?) * * * "I don't really want to talk," he said slowly, looking over at his father. "I will not marry her." "Jesus, Charles, when did you...
A small smile played on her lips, but she said nothing more, turning her face into the pillow. Her hair had dried mostly by the fireplace and it...
She gave him a small smile before resting her head down on the pillow, closing her eyes. “I’m sure that’s all it is.” *** He exhaled, shaking...
“Fatureteur,” she said, watching him thoughtfully. “The direct translation is ‘fate-breaker,’ but it’s basically someone who doesn’t want to live...
“You choose to go out into town, even though you could have anything you could ever want in here,” she persisted, turning to lie on her side. “You...
"Maybe it's a metaphor," she said tiredly, leaning on her hand. "Maybe you don't want the comfort of your life as much as you think you do." * *...
"It is," she said slowly, looking down at the pillows before looking up at him. "And yet you choose to sleep on the floor. I wonder why." * * *...
"Incredibly," she replied with a small laugh. "I normally sleep in cots and you're here with your silk pillows and blankets. It's just a culture...
"It's a compliment," she reassured him. "It's just nice." * * * "A bit?!"
She hesitated before leaning back in the pillows uncertainly. "Your dwellings are very comfortable," she said slowly. * * * "What am I going...
She sat down in the pillows uncertainly. “Aren’t you worried?” she asked. “They could catch us.” *** He was silent for a moment. “God. I can’t...
“You did,” she agreed with a small sigh. “I regret that you had to. I’m normally much more careful.” *** “I’m sad,” he grumbled at her. “Let me...
“You don’t need to worry about me,” she said quietly, her brows furrowed. “Believe it or not, but I’m pretty self-reliant.” *** He took the ice...
“Sure,” she said with a shrug. “My family can think that I was in prison for one more night.” *** “Exactly. Take your tea back.”
She blinked, looking down at the almost fort like set of pillows of blankets on the floor. “Hm. Okay, then. Let’s sleep there.” *** He took a...
She shrugged smoothly, looking out across the city again. “Where would I even sleep? I can’t go out into the castle, remember?” *** He...
She laughed now, resting her head on her hand. “Look at me, Ezekiel. There’s no way I’m anything but a nomad.” *** He squinted at it. “Only if...
