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“...I haven't guessed where your shirt is from yet Bane, but I don't think it'll matter once it's underwater!'
Tristan looked at Bane questioningly.
Bane rolled his eyes and stage whispered: 'She asked why I cared so much about getting her dirty, teary face all my new shirt earlier, and asked where I got it from anyway. I said: 'Guess', and then she said she didn't have a clue. And then we bumped into you before I could break it down for her.'
Tristan snorted. 'Are you serious?'
'As an earthquake', Bane smirked.”
― S.K. Munt

“I could have killed her!’ she exclaimed. And the next thing Tristan knew, he was flying across the water and pulled into one of her outstretched hands, where she shook him violently.
‘Do you get that?!’ The lovely, furious queen raged as she jostled him. His teeth rattled. ‘I was prepared to-’
‘Fight.’ Tristan said, covering her hand with his own, using his strength to force down her movements, breathing heavily. ‘For me.’ He smiled at her tenderly, not allowing her to break the gaze. ‘For once.”
― S.K. Munt