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“Beautiful,” I said flatly. “I was going to say that you were still beautiful.”
She blushed like the girl of my memories when I said that. “That's a start,” she conceded with a sparkle in her eyes, then tilted her head as a thought struck her. “Wait! You mean you weren't watching me the whole time?”
I shook my head.
Her laughter filled the chamber. “You mean after all the trouble I went to when I was 'alone' sometimes, I really was alone?”she asked with a grin and a wink that threatened to trigger a blush of my own.
“I kept tabs on you via intermediaries,” I told her to keep the subject to one of more familiar discomforts. “My heart couldn't have withstood seeing you again when– ”
“When there was still time to do something about it?” she interrupted coolly.
“Yes,” I admitted. “The risk–”
She said something profoundly unladylike about the risk before, in an even less ladylike way, shouting, “The 'risk' was something I should have been given a say on if it was worth it or not!”
“Not when you were fourteen!” I retorted with equal heat.
“Of course not!” she sighed. “But you never gave me the chance even after I could have understood 'the risk.'”
“You could never have understood!”
She considered me for a moment, took a deep breath, then in a cold voice asked, “Are we all so far beneath you then, 'Sir Dragon?'”
“No!” I protested. “You're all so far above me, you more than any other!”
Crossing her arms in exasperation, I was informed that, “Unless you want this conversation to end poorly, you'd best explain that.” She glanced at herself then at me meaningfully. “And I'd hurry if I were you.”
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