“What?” he asked, rubbing the back of his neck and tossing another piece of bread into the water, noticing the tiny carvings of merfolk that gave the fountain its gentle gurgle from their mouths.
“You’re very gentle Cienn. And kind. And handsome.” Cienn looked up at Gerall then, his face surely redder than the reddest lantern in the festival, but it didn’t matter because Gerall’s face was far to close to his own for the other young man to notice.- Quiet Courage, Chapter 1, pg. 14
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