Claiming His Queen
Kyra kicked her leg out and had him toppling down the floor, back smashing against hard footing amid wincing Rune chuckled; competing with that would be equal to running a race with lightning.
In a minuscule second, she was atop him, her palms flattened on the ground on each side of his head, smiling into his face. "Bet you didn't see me coming?"
He shrugged. "If you continue like this, you might become as good as me, princess."
"No, thank you," but in an afterthought, as she lowered her face, she whispered, "I'd rather you be you."
How did it all end up like this? Was this what he wanted? Could he manage it all? He had many problems, and here he was, adding them to the list.
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