Eularia's eyes narrowed as Jaq was handed the child; as she sing-songed with the girl. And before she could process her emotions about that, the ugly head of jealousy that reared in her chest at the younger woman handling her daughter with such care, she was embraced in an unexpected hug.
Slowly, her arms circled the boy, he'd always be her little boy. Her fingers press against his shoulders, and she listened to him.
He was sweet. Sweeter than she deserved. And she shakily exhaled, shaking her head slowly. And as the embrace ended, she reached to cup his face in her hands.
Slowly, her arms circled the boy, he'd always be her little boy. Her fingers press against his shoulders, and she listened to him.
He was sweet. Sweeter than she deserved. And she shakily exhaled, shaking her head slowly. And as the embrace ended, she reached to cup his face in her hands.
My darling boy, you do not want to be the King that harbors a murderer. Not... not this time. You cannot afford to lose the People's trust.She sniffed, refusing to allow her composure to break, though he'd see it in the way she held herself. In the way she couldn't stand to look him directly in the eyes.
You cannot refuse to act.She knew what she was saying, and her voice doesn't falter.
I imagine the palace guards are hunting for me, as we speak.She imagined they'd soon knock on Magnus' door.
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