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    “Come off it.” Xaden says curtly, but a smile tugs at the corner of his lips as he shoves himself between the two stationary figures on the grass.
    “I have no idea of what you speak.” Garrick claims innocently, sending a meaningful glare at Imogen as she tries unsuccessfully to muffle her laughter by biting down on her hand. “I only wish to offer my utmost respect to the great Lord Riorson, soon to be King Consort of Poromiel–” This time, he’s too slow to evade the fist that Xaden swings into his shoulder, and he doubles over in dramatically overexaggerated pain, spurred on by the giggles erupting from Imogen’s mouth.

    Before the Rebellion, Imogen and Garrick were just teenagers, sixteen and seventeen, figuring out who they were to each other and on the way to really being something. Of course, life had other plans, as it often does; they never really had the chance to explore what they meant to one another until it was too late, and the versions of themselves they became were not the versions of themselves they left behind in the summer before everything changed.

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