Diva’s hands came around to clasp her forearms, almost as though she were hugging herself. Oh, this was so hard to stand. Amshel would know what to do. She was angry at him for letting this happen, but her anger was eclipsed by the desire for him to fix what was wrong. When they were around her, these things just didn’t happen.
Because it was their duty to protect her.
The Queen’s made a face like a pout, only it meant more than her usual pouts, to be sure. Moving towards Bridget, she reached her hands out to cup his face. Was this really her creation?
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Diva’s hands came around to clasp her forearms, almost as though she were hugging herself. Oh, this was so hard to stand. Amshel would know what to do. She was angry at him for letting this happen, but her anger was eclipsed by the desire for him to fix what was wrong. When they were around her, these things just didn’t happen.
Because it was their duty to protect her.
The Queen’s made a face like a pout, only it meant more than her usual pouts, to be sure. Moving towards Bridget, she reached her hands out to cup his face. Was this really her creation?