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Cracking the blue egg 🧿

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Tonight is a night of firsts because you catch the flimsiest, faintest red blooming on the spy's cheeks. Were you not so close and his lantern right below, you wouldn't have seen it in the gloom.

"Ah." Lance clears his throat, fingers suddenly restless against his leg. "Those are... perilous words."

You let your lips curl at the corners. "Unwelcomed words?"

Lance's eyes study you again, the uneasiness slowly dissipating in the grey irises. You suddenly feel bare before him.