I Can't Be Mated to Him
The people of Tansy Beach have come to depend on Prince Xander looking a certain way, and I intend to deliver.
There is one departure from routine, though. Vedran pauses at my neck on the raised redness of Finn’s bite. I haven’t seen it, turned my eyes away from the one creek I passed religiously, like I could make it disappear if I only ignored it, but it is impossible not to feel. Impossible not to know why Vedran has stopped and what he’s thinking.
Without a word, he steps over to his bag and pulls out a book. The daily spells, he knows by heart, but he is capable of more, scrawled in tight hand in a heavy, leather tome he carries everywhere.
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