Most of the time they're evenly matched when they clash swords; sometimes Peter beats her, and watches Edlyn's face twitch into irritation with herself, before she says imperiously, Show me how you did that; sometimes she beats him fair and square, and grins at him with her hair falling in sweaty tendrils around her face, and he loves her fiercely in those moments.
Sometimes, however, when she feels like indulging the devil in her, she aims for distraction; lets Peter in close, smiles at him sweetly, brushes delicate fingers against his cheek before she twists the sword out of his hand; and her delighted, mischievous eyes set his heart beating faster.
That's hardly fair, he says hoarsely, and her mouth brushes teasingly against his own as she murmurs in response, 'Fair' is such a relative term, brother mine.
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Most of the time they're evenly matched when they clash swords; sometimes Peter beats her, and watches Edlyn's face twitch into irritation with herself, before she says imperiously, Show me how you did that; sometimes she beats him fair and square, and grins at him with her hair falling in sweaty tendrils around her face, and he loves her fiercely in those moments.
Sometimes, however, when she feels like indulging the devil in her, she aims for distraction; lets Peter in close, smiles at him sweetly, brushes delicate fingers against his cheek before she twists the sword out of his hand; and her delighted, mischievous eyes set his heart beating faster.
That's hardly fair, he says hoarsely, and her mouth brushes teasingly against his own as she murmurs in response, 'Fair' is such a relative term, brother mine.