It didn't click for Daphne on what it could've been and she instinctively reached back to remove the source of discomfort. Her fingers quickly found the item and they wrapped around the rod-like object.
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"Actually, the tub is big enough for the both of us." Daphne suggested, "We could always… bathe together."
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For real tho… they’ve got some serious issues…
More importantly, he didn't fancy being stuck in the carriage with this married couple that had communication issues. He wasn't a masochist; if he had to sit through their arguments he might as well impale himself with his own sword to spare himself the misery.
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I’m pretty sure he is… 👀👀👀
So of course he went after Jonah instead. He wasn't an idiot.
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For real, and pretty soon she’s not gonna try anymore
Atticus blinked innocently, but there was a smirk on his face. "No, but I like seeing Daphne try her best to win me over." He sighed lovingly. "It's fun being on the other end of this for a change. I could get used to this."
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"Then how did you end up in the kitchens today?" Atticus asked, an angry growl escaping his throat. "You clearly had ways to get past the guards. Who knows where else you could have gone before you even showed up in the kitchens?"
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Cold, Dark, and Empty
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😬
"You should know what the guards are actually for," Atticus said with a frown. "Right on our wedding night there were assassins that had broken into the castle past your defenses. I'm starting to wonder if you're really deserving of your role as the head of the royal cavalry!"
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Aint that the truth 😂
"Come down for dinner."
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He’s really quite horrible….
"No," Atticus shot back. "It was late, the streets were dark, and you didn't even get a clear look at her face from where we were. Not to mention, this," he gestured to the broken carriage, "is definitely not an accident. I can't have you running around like that chasing after a ghost that might not exist. I don't have the time to babysit you."
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