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[troubleyan]

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the muse woke up for spring

[troubleyan]

She could, for the record. She could take him. Would she end up bruised and charred in uncomfortable places? Yes. Would it be exhilarating and possibly end with them having a rough fuck in the middle of the training grounds? Also yes, hence her hesitation.

She clears her throat a little. "No, I'll get my turn on you later. I'd dread to think what kind of brawl an unfriendly one looks like with you, Champion, except I've fought at your side long enough to have seen a few."

She gives him a careful once-over look. Steps closer to him now, so she can lower her voice and ask this for his ears alone: "What's wrong?"