Broken muttered a curse under his breath as he read through the messages, then glanced at Elaine, a conflicted look in his eyes.
"Broken?" she whispered. "Is there anything I can do to help solve this? I'll do whatever it takes."
He hesitated, mulling over the ridiculous suggestions his friends had given him.
Kissing… Could that really work?
But then he remembered… Elaine, despite being hundreds of years old, looked no older than a teenager. Was this even legal?
But was he really going to let technicalities stand in his way? After all, in a situation this desperate, nearly anything was fair game. Even life-and-death battles were justified in emergencies like this—so why should a kiss be any different?
Kissing is fine! Besides, Elaine's actually older than some of the people who lived during the medieval ages back on Earth!