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Amihan did not smile. Not once had Gale seen her do so. Even the hot-headed Lae’zel tended to smirk, but the sorceress? Nothing.
Surely she’s not emotionless.
He had been observing her for far longer than he should have, watching her like one would a very complicated puzzle. The wizard steeled himself and approached her.
“You know, I haven’t seen you smile once...”
Amihan blinked several times. Gale was about to continue when her lips suddenly curved upwards into a soft smile. His heart skipped a beat.
“How’s that?” She asked, returning to normal.
By Helm’s clacking boots.
She’s adorable.