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Post by Naru on Jun 22, 2021 19:13:03 GMT -6
"As you should be," Hypha replied, frowning still. "I'm here for protection, not training."
"I had only asked to train with him, and he turned it into, well, this," Will said. "I know you don't approve of brazen displays and such...debauchery, it was never my intention, but, well,"
"He's a prince, and you can't exactly tell him no," Amelia finished for him, sighing.
"Exactly."
Amelia crossed her arms, frowning. So why had Eric done it? Why would he insist on this, and then not tell her why? He was plotting something but-- a cold chill ran through her as realization struck her. She knew why. Eric was playing matchmaker. Freshly 18 and in need of marrying, who else to pick but her best friend? Why wouldn't she? The chill stuck with her as she turned to look at Will, who was red in the face from the fight, and still dirty. His eyes shone with worry, and as he held her gaze, he realized she had caught onto Eric's intention. "Did you agree to his plans?" she asked quietly.
"Not his methods," Will answered honestly.
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