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The door to the bar closes behind them.
Ruin wraps his arms around Miniver's waist as they stand in the living room. It's tasteful -- furniture carefully chosen, colours ideal, and outside the massive, clear windows roars the green-blue ocean.
He nuzzles Miniver's neck, smiling wickedly against his skin, and murmurs, "Welcome home, darling."
Ruin wraps his arms around Miniver's waist as they stand in the living room. It's tasteful -- furniture carefully chosen, colours ideal, and outside the massive, clear windows roars the green-blue ocean.
He nuzzles Miniver's neck, smiling wickedly against his skin, and murmurs, "Welcome home, darling."
He kisses Ruin and slips out of his arms, exploring, fascinated.
"It's beautiful..."
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Of course, this had been Mary Anne's good taste, but we'll keep that to ourselves.
"One of the many, many things that drew me to you."
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"I always thought so." Ruin pushes off the wall and comes up to him, fingers gently touching Miniver's cheek. "It's as perfect as you."
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"So which way is the bedroom?"
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There's a seating area near a wall of bookshelves, a sideboard filled with glasses, wine, and liquor, and doors that open onto a balcony.
But Ruin isn't looking at any of that.
No.
He's looking at the tall, athletically built blond man leaning against the far wall smirking at them. The man shakes his head, steps into the centre of the room, and gives Ruin a nasty glare with his pale, warm blue eyes.
"Shame on you, Ciaran," he tsks, but his lips are still curved into that amused smile.
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"Is he one of the servants?"
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"No. He's family. What are you doing here, Caden?" he demands, putting himself between Fortune and Miniver.
Fortune crosses his arms. "I'm here to stop you from ruining him. Do you know what he would do if -- and when -- he remembers this?"
"That's the point," Ruin hisses. "I'm having fun."
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"What's going on?"
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"Nothing, dear," he says sweetly.
Fortune, though, walks around Ruin and takes Miniver's hand. "You need to come with me now, before you do something you'll regret later," he says gently.
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Ruin laughs, and it's a harsh, nasty sound. "What he wanted to hear."
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"He told me who I am. Co-regent of Greece and the surrounding territories. His husband."
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But he does look like he wants to hit Ruin.
"No, Miniver, you aren't. You're Miniver Cheevy, you live at Milliways, and you just broke up with your lover, Draco Malfoy," he tells him. "You transcribe notes for a Mr. Robbie Ross for your pocket money."
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"You're lying. This is an infiltration attempt."
He draws his wand and points it at Fortune.
"Back off. I can rearrange your anatomy so thoroughly you won't remember what species you are."
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"He, just as I, is a tarot card made flesh, Miniver." Fortune sighs. "He's married to the Queen of Swords. She's out of the house at the moment, but she's blond with very bright blue eyes."
Ruin snorts. "You have no proof of that."
The blond card looks at Miniver, eyes serious and honest. "A few weeks ago, our sister, Moon, kidnapped you from the bar in order to teach Draco a lesson. You were lonely at the castle, and very afraid. I took you up to the eyrie where you met Jinx, my favourite gyrfalcon, and your bird -- Dart -- hurt your hand when you tried to take him from my eagle and I took you to my room to tend to it, then... kept you... company... for the night. Ruin... has done nothing but seek to harm you, which is why you wear that moonstone around your neck. To protect you. So you could call to Moon if Ruin tried to hurt you."
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