Page 166 of Reluctantly Rogue

And how’s Jonah??

Amazing. Perfect for me. And willing to keep hiding this for a little longer until the king loves Abi and realizes that she’s going to be a wonderful queen and that Torin is ready to be king. Then we’ll tell him about us.

Happy for you! You deserve it! Hope it goes fast though, for your sake.

Thanks. But…turns out sneaking around can be hot .

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King Diarmuid: My dear, I just wanted to say that you are still very much a part of this family. We love you. Everything will be okay.

Linnea: I know that. Thank you. I love you too.

And I want to assure you, I am very happy for Torin and Abigail. She’s lovely. She is so good for Torin, and she will be wonderful for Cara.

We’ll see.

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Linnea: Do not talk to your grandfather before we get home. He’s…upset. I think it would be best for you to talk in person when he can meet Abi.

Torin: Why in the world would I want to talk to him before we get home?

Okay, good. Wait, you are going to talk to him when we get back to Cara, right?

We’ll see.

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Iris: What the FUCK just happened???!

Jonah: Um…

Henry: So…once upon a time there was this handsome prince and he met this sweet, beautiful nerdy scientist…

Iris: How did you get on this text? Dammit. I didn’t mean to message the group.

Henry: Hey, did I tell you that Cian got called to a fire the other night?

Iris: What?? He’s still doing that? Henry! You cannot let one of the princes DIE! That’s like number one on the list of your duties.

Henry: Got called to a fire. Not almost died in a fire.

Colin: Is that what you use for? That is not what Cian uses that for when he texts.

Henry: Well…

Iris: Him being a firefighter is not okay, Henry. You need to talk him out of that.

Henry: No can do. Now that he’s a big hero, he’s getting a ton of attention, and baked goods (who knew… you put out a kitchen fire and other people use their kitchens to thank you), there will be no talking him out of this.

Iris: Henry…

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Jonah: Thanks for the diversion, man, I owe you.

Henry: No worries, mate. I’ve got you. Or rather, Cian does. There’s always something. That fire actually happened three weeks ago. I’ve been saving that story.

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