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Afternoon.
Niver Lake, Wyfellon.
Wyfn-Garde.
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"If I drown, I'm going to haunt you," she threatened.
Alaric's eyes softened just for a moment before he spoke, "Nothing will happen to you. Not while I'm here."
Her heart skipped a beat at the unexpected reassurance, but she quickly brushed it off. "What if you're the thing that happens to me?" she shot back, her voice laced with sarcasm.
His eyes gleamed at that. "I just might push you in if you keep stalling." he threatened this time.
Her eyes widened in mock horror. "What?"
"Don't tempt me," he quipped matter factly.
"I'm your wife!" she reminded him with an exaggerated whine, refusing to believe he would do this to his other half.
