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Why are you so cold?
You can feel temperature through the bond? How come I can’t do that?
I can feel you shivering. I thought Spring was supposed to be warm. Does Tamlin not own blankets?
Oh. I’m just doing it to help keep in character. It…makes it easier to touch him. More authentic.
…are you… he hasn't…?
I'm fine. Actually, I'm too traumatized by my time with you to do more than cuddle. It's tragic.
If you mean I've ruined sex with anyone else for you, I entirely understand.
Smug bastard.
Just to clarify, you are making yourself cold using power stolen from the High Lord of Winter, so that you can use the High Lord of Spring as a hot water bottle?
Correct.
And he can't tell the difference between being an inanimate heat source and being loved?
You can never tell the difference when I'm using you to warm up my hands.
Cruel, viscous creature.
Illyrian baby.
…
I think I could tell the difference. You should come test me.
Soon. Have to go, Tamlin's coming back.
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I bet he would be even warmer if you set him on fire.