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i don't like the king he is sus

“As though on cue, Merissa bustled in, practically glowing, her usually beautiful green eyes even more so, sparkling, and alight. “Happy solstice!” she squealed, kissing Elara square on the lips. 
“Well, that’s the most action I’ve gotten in weeks.”
“Tradition,” Merissa replied breezily. “It’s bad luck in Helios not to kiss the ones you love on the solstice.”

i love them all

i love them and i am getting all giddy this is exactly what i was looking for

“I’m pissed off,” she replied, hurling the book across the lawn.
“And what did that book ever do to you?!”
“The heroine of the story just lost all of her magick. Why do they always do that? She was so strong and powerful, and then at the end, she just gave it all up!”
Enzo chuckled, taking a grape from the platter between them. “So, you’d never give up your powers?”
“Never,” she swore vehemently

LMAO GOOD

“And she is not all you have left, El.”
Elara huffed out a laugh. “Yes. I have you, a man who has only started to tolerate me.” She shook her head. “I don’t have anyone in my corner, not really.”
Enzo let out a harsh breath of impatience. “I do not just tolerate you, Elara. You are my favourite part of the day.”

IM GONNA SOB

“They barely let me outside the palace walls.”
“‘I feel like there’s a ‘but’ coming,” Enzo remarked.
“However—”
“However is another word for ‘but’,” he muttered. She shot him a look before continuing.

i love him

“He inclined his head. “Yes, I did.”
“Why?” she asked, her voice low.
He groaned, closing his eyes. “Gods, I’m going to regret this in the morning, but I’m drunk, so fuck it.” He raked a hand through his curls as Elara’s heart pounded.
“Because Elara, I may be a monster, but you make me want to be a saint.”

he's a poet

“Chances are I’m going to be in dresses a lot of the time. So, I choose to practice fighting in one. A woman can be anything she wishes. Soft and fierce. Deadly and kind. She does not have to choose.”

yes elara i like you

“So, are you going to take him up on his offer?” Enzo checked his nails, looking around the cool, shade filled street as he said it.
Elara laughed. “Gods no. He’s far too full of himself. And blonds aren’t my type.” She smirked, rapping three times on the door before her.
Enzo nodded, his lip quirking minutely before he pulled it back into a scowl.

I CANT HE IS TRYNA PLAY IT COOL IM LAUGHING