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She cocked her head. "Nice? Doesn't that mean kind?"
"For the King.."
"So?"
She smiled slightly. "You do?"
"You're leaving me."
"Yup."
She frowned. "..Nevermind.."
She sighed, shaking her head. "Tsk tsk."
"But not good enough."
She nodded. "Can I wear one of your shirts?"
"The King? Traitor."
"Not good enough."
"I'm gonna get some water first."
She grinned. "Like where?"
"I had to. There was nowhere to hide."
She sighed, heading for the door. "I'm tired."
She chuckled. "Of course."
"Hm. You're welcome."
She frowned, squeezing his hand. "I love you."
"A great job, really."
