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I shookmy conversation with Nyfain the other day “He’s a Syflora He must be It hadn’t even occurred to ifted to faeries No wonder they were happy to welco books He can help plants thrive, force the His mom must’ve known She used to call hi”

Jaas nodding like he’d known “The queen never did tell hi He wouldn’t have wanted it getting around that his son had a special ‘woic”

I fisted er The , thestuck with him as my father or my mate

Jawson nodded again, reading me “I’m the one that told the queen about it, but she asked me not to speak of it All the ladies knew, and they played it up like it was totally nor to the plants They included hiift He probably knows deep down that he is different, but I doubt he’ll admit it”

“Ibook and you’re bound to see them praise the work of Syfloras”

“Love, I doubt he spends a lot of ti books,” Hadriel said “Did you see the state of this garden? If he were a ardener, I’m sure he would’ve fixed it up himself”

That was true

“Not to s, a prince hasto plants”

There was that

Still, the plant workers had welcohty warrior—he was a bringer of life Those two qualities in oneToo bad he was a miserable bastard half the time If he didn’t try to push me away constantly, I could help him more

“What a waste,” I said, running roould kill for that gift”

“Now you have it” Hadriel winked at me “And look, you actually knohat to do with it”