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between symbiotic twins. She treated them like completely separate

beings when they weren’t. If Beck’s heart was engaged, then Cian

wouldn’t be able to help himself. He would fall in love, too. He shook

his head. Why had the name Meggie suddenly shot through his brain?

He didn’t know a Meggie. There wasn’t anyone named that in the

village. Or was there?

Liadan tossed the towel his way. “You’re just too stupid to

remember. Beck and I are getting married one of these days.”

Cian waded out of the pond, wrapped the towel around his waist,

and started back up toward the cottage. He still remembered where he

lived, at least. He didn’t pick up the clothes he had brought with him.

They didn’t matter. “No, you’re not. He won’t marry you. You aren’t

a bondmate.”

Liadan kept pace. “He loves me, and there are no more bondmates

to be had. He needs to marry, Cian. He needs to have children. You

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know it’s true. He is too important to just languish out here in this

piss-poor excuse for a plane. He’s let you hold him back far too long.”

Cian’s heart ached a little at the thought of children. He’d thought

he’d have a few by now. He loved children, and they always loved

him. He’d started a small school when he and Beck had settled in this

village. It hadn’t taken long before an entire community of immigrant

Fae had built up around the former heirs. They had brought their

children with them, or adopted the orphans they found along the way.

Those children needed to be educated. Cian could remember looking

at their little faces. He’d loved teaching them.

“Where am I?” Cian asked out loud.

Liadan exhaled heavily. “You really are far gone, aren’t you? You

won’t remember a thing I say five minutes from now, you poor

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