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  1. Public Bookmark 16

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    Fitz and the Fool consummate their affections. Despite themselves.

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    20 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 29

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    “Care to dance?” I jested feebly as he steadied me. “We already do,” he responded, almost seriously. “It certainly seems that way,” I replied, matching my tone to his and swaying in his arms.

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    An alternate ending to a memorable evening.

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    10 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 11

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    "...To demand transformation. Obedience. Respect. You understand that impulse some, I think."

    I looked aside. "I don't know about that. I heard how you and Chade were bickering over me earlier. I'm a serving man to you both, a tool. What could I possibly know about commanding anyone or anything?"

    The knife stilled in the air. "Would you like to learn?" the Fool asked softly.

    "Learn what?" I returned, just as quietly. My stomach hurt. My groin did, too.

    "What it is like," the Fool whispered, setting the knife aside and staring across the table at me avidly, "To be obeyed without question. To be the master, not the man-at-arms."

    Fitz and Beloved pass a heated and tender night together on the eve of the Prince's quest. Conversation is had, secrets are shared, and even more are guarded jealously.

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    05 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 36

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    Fitz was patient with me. Gruff, but always agonizingly patient. He bundled me into a blanket and sat me before his hearth, shut the window, and shoved the bloody cloak into a corner where I couldn't see it any longer. Then he sat down behind me and pulled me roughly into his arms. I went, angry at myself for going so easily. For always caving so immediately to him, this man who gave so much to me, while always holding so much back.

    It didn't matter. His arms were the only thing that chased the chill away, so slowly, I let him warm me. We sat without speaking, my back pressed to his chest, his chin hooked over my shoulder, my smooth cheek pressed against his ever-so-faintly whiskered one. It was a peace entirely unendurable. Silently, we both endured it.

    Amidst the trappings of a foreign celebration, in a land that is not his own, a White Prophet learns to live again, and his Catalyst offer shelter from the cold.

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    23 May 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 9

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    We play this game on occasion, my grizzled guard dog and I. Usually when one of us needs centering. Sometimes it is for him, other times not. Today, he came to me wordlessly, knelt at my feet, and set his head docilely in my lap, and I knew at once what he wanted, what he must need. As well to place a collar and lead in my hands, for how unsubtly he was behaving.

    Everyone's favorite dog boy does a bit of puppy play

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    20 May 2026