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It is not something Finan planned, in all honesty. It’s not something he ever thought was in the cards for him.
It is not something he planned.
Sigtryggr is a practical man, with a mind made for battle strategy, for planning ahead and seeing the enemy coming miles away. -
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Twenty-nine days.
That's how long the siege at Winchester had lasted so far.
Twenty-nine days she'd spent inside the walls of the palace of the dead king Alfred, reading his chronicle aloud.
Twenty-nine days spent not keeping score, twenty-nine days eating the same crust of bread.
Twenty-nine days with Sigtryggr.
“You must show me.”
“Show you?” she gulped.
“You must show me how you do this.”
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Adam doesn’t know what he wants, and Ronan wants whatever he can have.
(AKA, Ronan Lynch’s meditations on true love.)
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If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop digging.
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He bit the bullet. “I guess it’s… Ronan.”
Blue said, “What’d he do now?”
Adam laughed for real this time. “Nothing. I mean. Not yet.”
Blue followed the movement of his hand and cocked her head, trying to read the spread of cards upside down. She spent a moment studying them. He held his breath, knowing what she would see there. Blue might not be psychic, but she’d grown up with this stuff—she probably knew the theory behind it better than he did. He felt strangely flayed open, knowing what she was looking at. He almost wished he’d picked them up before she could see, but it wouldn’t matter once he told her, anyway.
Blue said, “You two have been spending an awful lot of time together.”
