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“‘s fine, I do. All long limbs and pale skin,” she muses, “blue eyes and perfect mouth. The way you go so still when you’re listening. The way your hands wrap around the hilt of the sword. All’f it.”
Blush rises to his cheeks and he glances away. “That isn’t gorgeous, darling.”
“‘n,” she yawns in the middle of the word, “what is it? What’s gorgeous?”