" He turned and snarled at me, eyes blazing.
“Eep!” I said, because even though it was scary, it was still a scary
, and I couldn’t help but fall in love just a little bit more.
“If you
lock yourself in a room like a spoiled brat again, I will track down my horn, go on a quest to get said horn, defeat whatever creature
the horn, restore it to its rightful place atop my head, come back to the City of Lockes, march in a parade in my honor, and then come up to your room and
“Your eyelashes are made of stars,” I whispered reverently.
“I know,” he hissed angrily. “It’s because I’m beautiful. Now are we clear? "
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