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The man squinted at her, tilting his head. He had a kind face, but he seemed confused, his dark brows furrowing. "Rowan Syvel... Can you...
"You definitely are."
He tilted his head slightly before sighing. "Yeah."
She looked up at him appreciatively, kissing him. "Except no beating up my exes."
"You're the captive here!"
A guard looked up from his post, one brow raised. “You doing alright, ma’am?”
“You must be going senile.”
“Well, our lifespan is generally cut short.”
She laughed slightly. “Taking me back?”
“Are too!”
The town felt very clearly divided into two sections. The one that Tez had stumbled into felt wealthier, with the smell of old money filling the...
"Oh, don't even joke."
He hesitated before shrugging slightly. "Not too long... pixies rarely die of old age."
"Mm... I look forward to it. By the way, thank you for taking me back here last night. You didn't have to do that."
"You're wrong."
The town that Rowan had moved to was quiet. The moon lazily began to glow above the hamlet as the sun sank over the horizon, illuminating the snow...
"Avice, my love, my one and only, it's cake."
He relaxed. "Good. Good."
"I know. *squee!*ty, huh?"
"I speak the truth. I would never lie to you."
