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After a string of casual dating mishaps leaves you unsatisfied, you find that the grass is greener in the front seat of your best friend’s car.
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- Part 1 of Mentholverse
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Barely two years past your Trials, you're still trying to adjust to being in command. And while he's too professional to say it, or even think it, you're absolutely positive he can't stand you. Well, almost positive.
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Poe was born to lead. That's why he can't resist the chance to show off.
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“I wish you would have taken one of them for a husband before the ships left. Either. I see them both as my sons, you know this.”
“You ask much of me,” you reply, jaw in your palm. Mouth lazy and face flush with wine. Either. But you are greedy. “There is nothing to do about it now. There are no men in Thessaly.” Deserters, cowards, elders. No actionable men, said without saying.
Wait for me. Us, also said without saying, just in your ear. Four words you tuck between your fingers and run your thumb over often, as you would a warm stone.
They will be back. Gods will it.
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The war is over. The sons of northern Greece have come to roost and so have the generals Pythiades and Telamonides - Symon and Machaon. They never do things by halves, and never alone. You are no exception.
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“Like it feels so good to get and give a compliment and we should normalize doing it more often. Strangers reaching out across the great abyss for a moment of connection,” you say, leaning back and gesturing broadly. “Ships passing in the night with naught but a toot-toot of mutual appreciation.”
“I don’t think that’s how the shipping industry works.”
Or: how to live well and get railed through the power of compliments.

