“Do you really want to deal with what my mother would have to say about that? Because I don’t.” She just stood there, trembling slightly. “Tell me something nice,” she whispered.
”You’re beautiful, and amazing,” he tells her without blinking.
Summer blinked, and a tear splashed on the tabletop. “Mordred … ” She managed a wavering smile, and started to work on the buckles to the vambraces. “I don’t know what I would do without you.”