Edy snorted, a sound which turned into a full on cackle. The fire at her finger tips brightened for a moment with rampant amusement as Edy wiped a tear from her eye. "Love? You think this all just comes down to love? Boy, you have no idea." Love? Nah. It was there, don't get me wrong, but the Launceleyn's perfected Stockholm syndrome while their children were still int he womb.
Raising a brow as they continued, Edy shrugged. "If you keep your mouth shut and hop over the line in the ground like a good little boy, we can keep this to ourselves."
Raising a brow as they continued, Edy shrugged. "If you keep your mouth shut and hop over the line in the ground like a good little boy, we can keep this to ourselves."
you and me been catching on like a wildfire
