Okay so Heldon is clearly the overthinker
Did Tival just imply he was a worm?
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“Ah, Hel, you snuck out of bed and— oh, envoy Acera, you’re here early.” Janz’s voice dipped low and intimidating. He approached from the back of the house, crossing his muscular arms over his broad chest.
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Fantasy · Meg Carlyle
Oh hell no!!!
Maybe it was the possibility of being cursed, or that Janz insisted on sleeping in the same bed as Heldon in case he had another attack.
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Ommmgggg!!! They're killing me, sancing around the subject like that
“He’s your soul—-” The dark-haired vampire looked from Tival to Janz and stopped himself. “…friend, right? You should’ve felt this. You may not be a full vampire, but your vampiric heritage is dominant. You’ve foolishly let your abilities languish.”
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I think he's clearly calling you a siren...
“Oh, so he’s calling me the idiot sailor who falls for a sea witch? Just grand.” Heldon’s sarcasm fueled his rage. He was getting Janz and they were going home.
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Is there a thing he can't do??!!
The drunk man wobbled off and Tival sat down, strummed the lute a couple of times, and tuned its seven strings slightly.
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Fantasy · Meg Carlyle
How I love her! 😊
“That’s so cool. I’ll take a mead!” Shrai smirked and Heldon knew this meddling werewolf was up to something.
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Fantasy · Meg Carlyle
Janz, back off! I loked you for a second 😭😭
Shrai had already picked a seat at the nearest table, and he sat down across from her and beside Janz. Janz’s knee found Heldon’s and they met, warming each other.
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This is getting messy...
“I can do both. I’m not going to just let some werewolves terrorize people and not do anything about it.” Heldon stated, squeezing Janz’s hand back out of reflex and broke apart to get his saber and then hand Janz his incredibly heavy broadsword.
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It was clear that both Tival and Janz had heard what he said but weren’t paying attention. Instead, their attention focused on a completely nude Heldon standing out of the water.
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Fantasy · Meg Carlyle