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    Clarice cleared her throat. “I can’t reach my feet,” she said simply.

    Aerion stared at her. He looked at her feet, then at her face. His expression flickered between irritation, disgust, and then something else. Something swift and sharp and much too vulnerable that he buried before it could settle into his features.

    Aerion let out a short, humorless breath. “Pathetic,”

    He dropped to one knee.

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    “Is it truly so wicked, to want as we do?”

    When she'd arrived at court, Alyssa Flowers had not thought to catch the eye of a prince. Let alone two.
    But love and desire are rarely sensible.

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    06 Jun 2026

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    Maekarlyysa #1 truther

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    She’s five when she learns what father means.

    She also learns that she just doesn’t have one.

    (Years later, these will be Lyra’s earliest memories; an unknown word, wrapped around her heart like a fist; a God with no name, no face. A prayer on her tongue at night, her wish upon a star, her birthday candles. Either a knight in shining armour or a dragon lord who whisks her away to his stone castle on his dragon.

    Years later, she’ll laugh at her accuracy and then cry.)

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    04 Jun 2026

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    Baelor/oc female knight baddass with LAYERS

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    He’d changed.

    The expensive suit and watch were missing. Instead, he wore all black now. A long sleeve shirt, black slacks and black loafers. The black leather gloves were the only thing the same. This fact did nothing to calm my racing heart. Something told me the wardrobe change wasn’t a good sign.

    “Oh. You noticed,” Roman Sionis said as he walked closer. “Blood is… difficult to get out of linen, so I like to wear something a little more… forgiving when I’m working. Or playing.”

    He stalked up to me and grabbed my chin in an iron grip. Tilting my head this way and that, he hummed.

    Then smacked me right across the face.

    Right where Dylan had hit me earlier.

    My lip split again; the scab ripped away by the casual violence. I cried out and held my freshly throbbing face with both hands. Blood poured out of my mouth and I let it drip onto the floor between my bare feet.

    “You know what they say… do what you love and you’ll never really work a day in your life,” he intoned. A grotesque amount of glee in his voice. “You have a part to play now, doll.”

    I was really beginning to hate that word.

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