Quin speaks simply “I like having you to myself, you must have some idea how I feel about you”
I recall the royal city, asking him if he had feelings for me “ You told me I was being arrogant.”
“Arrogant. Not that you were wrong.”
“Your brother—”
“Is he really the one you love?”
His gaze is firm on mine, insistent. Tightness pulls at my chest. My breathing alters, uneven. “I . . .”
“Is he?”
“Yes!”
smh oh Cael
— Oct 07, 2025 02:13PM
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