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Alas, I hadn’t begun to lament my every move, nor drown in every forsaken thing about her. She hadn’t devoured me yet. Oh, not yet. We had only just begun this dangerous dance … *

Shelived among leaves of copper and crimson. They flourished outside her tidy bedchamber, where she stored her heart safe. “Ah, but then, at a plentiful feast in the Spring Kingdom, she watched a duo of lovers kissing. Their tongues flailed And the princess scowled, despite such sad yearning blistering beneath her gown. For under the surface, she wondered what it was like to dare, to dance, and to do.”

Unanimously, my senses sharpened and dissolved. The corridor beyond dimmed to pitch blackyet I managed to hear our exhalations flee down its path. My skirts rustled against his legs, yet I couldn’t recall exactly which gown I wore. Poet lowered his head and smirked, as if the astute little princess should know better. “A jester doesn’t corner a woman. He snares her in the middle of the room, where she belongs.

It must take stamina to carry on like that, with little pause to draw breath, to suck in a lungful of it. Yet he made it look effortless, as if oxygen were an afterthought. I wondered what it would take to deplete him of air. To push his limits until he wiped himself out and collapsed, panting and spent.

Still, my wit is sharper than a blade—and even lovelier than a fuck. For only a clever man knows how to play the fool. Yet none of these skills can deceive a strong will. I had seen her. I’d been watching her. Soon, I would have her. Yet even sooner, I would lose myself in her. So let me tell you how I picked a sinful battle against a powerful opponent. Not a king. Nor a queen. Nay. I chose their daughter.