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"Mhm," He murmured, flicking his gaze out at the setting sun and its easel of colors. |
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She let her head rest against his shoulder |
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Gale smiled softly, the sun's rays dancing across his face. |
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"Do you miss the illegal doings and the running and living at the camp?" She asked after a moment |
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Gale nodded silently, mind drifting for a moment before he wrangled it back. "Yeah, miss the thrill." |
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"I'm sorry, too. Always assumed you would be fine with getting chased by officers and tagging along with some thief who was wanted dead or alive, and you saved me, really. Most likely I would've been dead by now, whipped or tortured or hung." He explained, drumming a rythym softly against his leg. |
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"But I feel like I trapped you and I'm not good enough to you" She explained softly |
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"Babe, if I hadn't ran off as a kid, this would be my life anyways. I've already gotten two letters from my father, asking if i'll take over his kingdom when he passes." He explained, glancing back out. |
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"what are you thinking? As a decision?" |
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