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I HAD THE STRANGEST URGE to put my hand on hers.
Angelique was right there, grinning at me, truly grinning, and telling me what I wanted to hear. What really mended and took away the rift between us.
Our fingers were only millimeters apart, her right, and my left. Both of which the middle fingers were adorned with identical gold wave rings.
Damn it, I thought.
My left hand lifted and I laid it on top of her right. "I'm glad," I told her.
Angelique stared back at me, and I was entranced by her stormy dark-brown eyes as she gazed questioningly.
"I have a birthday request," I said.
I could feel her hand start to try and tug away beneath mine.
"Give me a moment!" I chuckled.
"How about this," the Ocean Summoner said, "I'll count your birthday request as me having already accepted the offer to come with you back to Ravka."
I grabbed Angelique's hand from trying to escape. "I'll tell you tomorrow. It's a really small request, I swear."
Her eyes flickered indecisively. "I can't promise anything, Lantsov."
"You'll promise to listen?"
"I'll do that." Angelique then got up and swiftly turned her right hand around so that she had a hold of my left hand. Then she placed a light kiss on my knuckle. "Good night, moi tsarevich."
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