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"Not impressed?" Eli asked, starting to jog.
"You're in my room."
She beamed, looking up at him earnestly. "There! That's right. A little more?"
"And I won. I mean, no one's counting. But I won."
He glanced over his shoulder at her. "Anya? She's the leader of one of the more... prominent, friendlier tribes in the area. Not the size of the...
"We literally just ran away together."
"Try smiling?"
He beamed. "I love you."
Anya disappeared in the forest and Eli glanced over his shoulder before taking the basket from Aspen. "Come on. Let's go."
"No rules at all? Do you see me as a rebellious type?"
She grinned, looking up to him. "Why do you always look so grumpy?"
"It's perfectly fine."
"Come on, Aspen," August said quietly, taking her hand and squeezing it once before going to fold the blanket. "We gotta pack up. Hurry, okay?"
"What makes you say that?"
"I'm curious."
She eyed her for a moment before a small smirk crossed her lips. "Hm." She turned back to Eli and pulled back the hood of her cloak. "My party...
"Oh, wow. Defying expectations."
"Prove it."
"Foiled again."
Eli watched her, one brow raised. August glanced back at Aspen, as if making sure she was alright. "Anya," Eli said coolly, lowering his bow....
