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“Oh, come now, Your Majesty,” Foxglove says, hands fluttering dismissively. “I can’t imagine a human girl in Eisleigh not sighing at the thought of bedding you.”
My lips pull into a smirk. “Your flattery won’t get you between my sheets, Foxglove.”
He feigns a scoff. “Wouldn’t it be rude if I didn’t at least try?”