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"Jude, you can't really think I don't know it's you. I knew you from the moment you walked into the brugh."

+Well Didn't you get my letters? -What? +You never replied to a one +I began to wonder if you'd misplaced your ambition in the mortal world.

"Sweet Jude. You are my dearest punishment"

Black as the eyes of the High King of Elfhame

I hate that he knows what he's doing and I don't. I hate being vulnerable. I hate that I throw my head back, baring my throat. I hate the way I cling to him, the nails of one hand digging into his back, my thoughts splintering, and the single last thing in my head: that I like him better than I've ever liked anyone and that of all the things he's ever done to me, making me like him so much is by far the worst.

My hands are shaking. He captures them and kisses my knuckles with a kind of reverence

- tell me that you hate me + I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you *He kisses me harder*

You should get a dog love , I hear they share much the same qualities

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