His Mate Her Savior
a sprite pouts.
“We could make him happy.”
“He’d never be grumpy again.”
“Only happiness and sunshine.”
“Yeah, I could get addicted to this,” Orsid murmurs.
“Why don’t we sit back down. We still have a lot to discuss and I’m sure our new little sprite friends would love to snuggle up with those of you who are willing,” I say.
We return to the fire, and in moments, Orsid, Norrin, Torin, and Avalon are covered in sprites.
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