She assisted him up the vines to join her on the balcony, embracing the flowers that were not at all poisonous—
(“Why would you say that? How is that necessary.”)
—and they hugged and kissed, so happy were they to be free of their curses, to be together. Wouldn’t you know it, all along, all he’d needed to do was give her some flowers.
(Nicholas sighs.)
Throwback to when she thought his flowers poison
— Nov 16, 2024 10:08PM
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