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"Sure, for now." I agreed, tensing slightly as Malakai saw my sword, wanting to grab it before I turned him away. |
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She sighed. "Give me our son." |
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"Aw man, okay." I murmured, handing him off. |
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"Compose your horse" she said, taking the toddler |
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"He is composed, see?" I grinned, Adonis now walking calmly, head held high as he danced beneath me. "Or not," I sighed |
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"He's a war horse, Gale. He'll never be 100% safe for our son. AT least not until Malakai is older" She muttered |
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"Yeah, completely dangerous." I muttered under my breath, scoffing. |
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"Watch the attitude" She snapped |
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"I'M SORRY DON'T KILL ME!" I echoed, fake flinching. "You're scary, y'know?" |
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She laughed. "I'm scary?! You're like the most powerful person in the kingdom" |
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