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“He chucked her under the chin. The way he had at the Belian shrine. Everything about this moment carried echoes of before, painted in a new light. “I thought Queen Urduja might have told you what to write,” he admitted. “I assumed you told her about—about what my father—” “I didn’t,” she said quickly. Talasyn tried to step back. Tried to step away from Alaric and this jumble of emotions, this labyrinth. But she found herself frozen in place as relief softened his features, taking away the years. The corner of his mouth, mere inches from hers, lifted in what was almost a smile. “Write to me again, Tala.” There was a teasing lilt to his tone. “I’ll write back. I promise. We’ll endure your awkwardness together.” Her spark of annoyance was eclipsed by how close he was, close enough to kiss. And maybe she should kiss him, to erase some of that smugness …” — Thea Guanzon