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my held breath fills the room with love
[https://archiveofourown.org/works/34749070] - - public:opalsong
“Clan Wren sends its regards,” Ursa says, bowing, and by all rights Jaster should be paying attention to the Countess’s daughter, should pay his own respects to the heir to Krownest, but— He only has eyes for Ursa's brother, steady at her side.
like the flame that burns the candle
[https://archiveofourown.org/works/36611149] - - public:opalsong
“Oh,” Jaster manages, and it cracks right in half.
you talk like a man and taste like the sun
[https://archiveofourown.org/works/38427865] - - public:opalsong
"If you say I told you so, I'm going to feed you to a sarlacc," Jango growls, stalking right past Jaster and into the keep, trailing slime.