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XXVI: Bonds
"A penny for your thoughts," Aslan spoke, jolting her out of her thoughts.
She pouted a little, opening her eyes lazily."You interrupted a beautiful moment," she stated, her lips curving up into a smile.
"Did I?" he teased, coming to stand beside her.
"Mm-hmm," she nodded glancing at him.
"The view is beautiful," he stated lacing their hands together.
"It is," she replied, laying her head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around her.
"Breakfast's rea...," Lale stopped in her tracks, watching the duo. They snapped their heads t
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