Thread:Waring Farms/@comment-27147599-20190210025123/@comment-27147599-20190210133458

Faith clutched the flower tightly in her delicate grasp. Her gaze lowered because of shame? “I like you as a friend. I just don’t want you to see me as a child anymore.” She murmured softly as she curtsied then walked away as a maid was calling for her.

James let go of her slowly, stiffening when he saw the king watching then looked away. “Punch me.”