Room 215 - Monday evening

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Prince Edward was going out. Did he not deserve a glass or two of fine wine?! Of course he did! Ahhhhh, but it had felt wonderfully lovely to defeat the undead and he was going to celebrate!

If he could just find his other boot. And try not to pout while doing it. And if his roommate were ever around, he could possibly help him search for it.

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"Looking for something?" Adora asked, popping her head in the doorway, a smile impossible to keep away. She'd missed Edward while she was busy playing She-Ra versus the zombies all weekend, and she was repressing whatever that had been with Hannibal earlier.

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Could she? That was the question on Adora's mind as she looked down at her hand against his chest.

"Hannibal was questioning my decisions about work today and it just really surprised me. I thought we were friends, but it seems I was wrong." In reality, he'd been bit by a gremlin and she was an idiot.

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Prince Edward frowned, caressed his thumb over the back of her hand where he held it to his chest. "His intention was not to understand your work better?" he asked, willing to try that first before he found this Hannibal and had a rather harsh word with him.

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"No," she shook her head a little sadly but looked back up at him with large, blue eyes. "I'm sorry, I really hadn't intended on bringing this up when I came down here tonight. I just wanted to see you."

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"Do not be sorry, my dear one," he soothed and led her back to his bed where he encouraged her to sit. "I am here for you and you may tell me anything. I should like to hear why this man would think to question you. Why you are everything that is wonderfully made and your honor is to be respected. Hannibal shall be taught a lesson in manners, mark my words."

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She followed, taking a seat and squeezing his hand. "You sound so sure of that. I fear you may think too highly of me, Edward."

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He sat down beside her once she was seated. "Of course I do not," he replied, sincerely. "It is simply not possible." Why the mere thought would boggle his mind did he dare try to think about it. She was utter perfection! How could anyone who knew her not see it?

"Was he rude to you, my sweet?"

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Adora wasn't sure how she could explain this. "He was very rude. It was nothing like I'd ever heard from him before," she admitted. "Do you have any secrets, Edward?"

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His frown deepened. "The filthy coward of a man. How dare he talk to you in such a manner! Do not worry, my dear. You shall not have to suffer his foul person again." At her question, he took a moment to consider it but had to truthfully answer: "No, I do not Adora. I cannot think of anything I know, worth hiding." Perhaps because he doesn't know much, but that is neither here nor there.

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"Don't judge him too harshly quite yet," she suggested. "Do believe there are things worth hiding?"

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"He was terribly rude to you. He at least will hear from me about it," he said, his tone firm. "I suppose that depends on the thing and what it has to do with."

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"You don't have to fight for me, you know," she said in a soothing tone, not wanting him to be upset about anything. "Let's say it's something that could be dangerous if certain people were to discover the truth of it?"

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Prince Edward looked down at his lap, feeling somewhat chastised. "I would only fight on your behalf were it necessary, Adora. But I cannot allow someone to speak so rudely to you. I... cannot." He was a gentleman. "Then I would make sure those certain people never hear of it. Danger is not an ally we wish to have."

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She was sort of amazed by his loyalty. "You're so sweet, Edward. I feel perhaps there's something I should tell you. Maybe I should have told you before, but...it's not something I've voluntarily told anyone before." Forcing Hannibal to figure it out after weeks of him talking to both girls did not count.

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He blinked, looked over at her. "You are betrothed?" he tried to guess, feeling his heart sink.

NFB!

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She actually smiled at that, "No, it's not like that at all. I...have a secret identity." There. She'd said it. It had felt rather good.