4/25/2025, 7:10 PM
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We should be looking for them, And Cupid didn't disagree. He parted his jaws to say as much, but Sverke continued.
Cupid's jaws snapped shut, and he viciously wished it had been around the impudent, cruel Prince's ear instead of the cool spring air for a fleeting second. Guilt followed that impulse, but it was drowned out by the pulse rushing in his ears, the righteous anger that had swelled to a crescendo hardly contained within Cupid's frail mortal form.
How dare Sverke invoke Trygve's memory like that? How could he even stomach mentioning the boy's death so casually to the father who'd lost him, mere months ago?
It seemed like a lifetime. He remembered it like yesterday. Sverke had stepped not on a weak spot, but a still open and oozing wound within the dove-god, and Cupid surprised even himself when a stunned, silent second passed without him lunging forward, then another.
We don't have the numbers to support that right now.Cupid wrinkled his muzzle, unable to hold back the evidence of his derision.
Are you going to take it upon yourself to find them?He sniped, intending that to be the challenge that would put an firm end to this conversation.
