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"I suppose it would be a fair assumption to say that you've really shot an arrow through my chest, my fair maiden. Because there's no way I'm gonna let you get away after everything we've been through," Lohen laughed, his face pulled into an adoring, boyish smirk, as he escorted her towards the flower fields, his turquoise bangs dancing in the dandelion-scented breeze. The gentle hold he had on her palm, the warmness of the sunset painting his shoulders, and the wild, unrestrained freedom he had, more so than the fae could predict, with how much their fates had been so closely intertwined together.
In that moment, Linnea's eyes widened before she indignantly pouted, her wings vigorously flapping in response. "Hmph, quit teasing me! This better not be another setup for a surprise monster ambush, you hear?" she exclaimed, nearly tripping over her feet as the two of them landed amid the Windrest Flowers, with the latter gripping her torso in their sudden descent.
With both their cheeks in a heated flush, Linnea quickly looked away until the knight slyly teased, "Weren't angels supposed to fall from the sky?" with a mischievous look, eliciting futile punches from the flustered girl.
"You big meanie...!"
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- Part 1 of Strawberry Mint Tea
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03 Jul 2026
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it was completely normal, she told herself. maybe he was just fascinated by her hand. what was even fascinating about her hand? surely everyone had hands. she was almost certain fae hands weren’t even that different from human ones, at least not enough to justify this level of interest plastered across his stupid face right now.
OR: lohen invites linnea to favonius keep under professional pretenses, she agrees, and immediately regrets trusting him with anything involving the concept of “professional".
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02 Jul 2026