Status Updates From The Foxglove King (The Nigh...

“Peahen,” Bastian offered with a flip of his hand, settling on the arm of the couch to watch her eat. “I hate it, but it seems you don’t.”

“I’d eat anything right about now,” Lore said around a full mouth.

“See, had you not just gone through something rather traumatic, I’d be making an off-color joke about that. As it is, I will let it lie. Please admire my restraint.”

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" His voice sparked in her, like the connection she’d always felt in his presence had sunk deeper, insinuated itself into muscle and marrow. An image flashed across her mind, roses and sunlight in a mountaintop garden, but then it was gone. "

👀👀 I love a mysterious mystical connection

Loving it

I’m not gonna make it.

“All that money, and hardly anyone here reads.”

“No one, really? What a waste.”

“Bastian used to. When we were children. He read voraciously.”

“That’s surprising.”

“He’s not stupid,” Gabe said. Then cocked his head, amended. “Well. He is, but not in a books way. Just a general-common-sense way.”