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“I’ll have you know…�� I pointing an unsteady finger in the air as I notched my elbow on the table. “I’ve been letting him win.��

“And why would you do that?�� Fjor asked, the shadow of a mocking smile ghosting the edges of his cruel mouth.

“To be a good wife.�� I rolled my eyes. “Obviously.��

“Good wives go to bed when they’re told to,�� he returned calmly.

“Yes, well, none of us are perfect.”
― Jane Washington, A Dream of Embers