The Gig [Tuesday]

[notqueenyet]

Aravis had been, at least, a larger child this time around. She'd been three last year.

Either way, the maturity level seemed somewhat similar.

In any case, she was devoting her time to grooming the horses carefully today, mostly to lose herself in her thoughts.

[stupid holiday and lack of sleep and school. I'm around for like an hour and then

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[momslilassassin]

Ben swallowed his embarrassment and walked to the Gig, two enormous cups of hot chocolate in his hands like peace offerings.

"Hi."

[notqueenyet]

Aravis gave him a faint smile. "Hello."

[momslilassassin]

"I talk now," he said, blushing hard.

[notqueenyet]

Aravis raised a brow. "Were you mute before?"

She knew what he'd meant.