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She hurtled the container at his head.
He ducked easily enough, and the container shattered on the walk behind him. He turned and gazed at the wrecked flowers and broken glass, and then turned and looked back at her.
She had gone very still. “Oh,” she said softly. “Look what you’ve made me do!” And then she slammed the door again.
He stood outside, being soaked through to the skin, and not the least perturbed by it.
Obviously he had learned things he needed to learn. She would be a terrible nanny. She would be a terrible disruption to his life and his island. She was opinionated, and had a fiery temper. Passion crackled in her eyes and in the air around her.
Still, he was aware of what he should be feeling.
Prince Ryan Kaelan, House of Kaelan, Isle of Momhilegra, had just been shouted at in a public street. Had a vase hurtled at his head!
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