Court Of Sins And Twilight
“You’re only two behind.”
“I’m pacing myself,” I said, trying to act unaffected even though I could already feel the warm flush rising to my cheeks.
“Pacing is for people without trauma,” Byron chimed in from where he lounged lazily on a velvet-draped bench, his boot up on the table, his shirt half unbuttoned as if he was modeling for some tavern romance novel.
“Gods, I’m surrounded by chaos,” I muttered, tipping my goblet again.
Feena leaned in from across the low table, her eyes gleaming. “We’re the best kind of chaos. Sparkling chaos. Beautiful, emotionally unstable chaos. And you, my dear Edina, are becoming one of us.”
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