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He has never wanted to hug someone as much as he wants to embrace her.
She’s pretty, beautiful even, clever and oh, so much more than everything he will ever be.
Her skin seems as soft as the earth he ploughs, as Farmer George, her pink lips as unreachable as Venus, and her eyes... Her eyes may be the very death of him with how bright, how warm, they shine and sparkle. She’s brilliant, and much more worthy to be queen than he has ever been to be king.
Should he let her climb the wall? He should, shouldn’t he?
