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"I'm a little confused." Danny admits.
Nicholas nods. That's his fault, probably. “This isn’t—it's not a language I know how to speak.”
Danny gives him a funny look. “It isn’t Chinese, is it, Nicholas, you're just…a little worked up, is all."
“Mandarin.” Nicholas corrects, staring at a spot above Danny’s shoulder. "And I just…I'd like for you to tell me how you feel, because I don't know how to…" Nicholas gestures between them, taking another step forward but not daring to cross the rest of the distance, to speak the language that he's never been able to.
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09 Jun 2026
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Nicholas gasps, chokes, then loses his breath completely, falling to his hands and knees as he crawls over squeaking rats, tearing apart thick cobwebs to kneel forward, so desperate to prove his eyes wrong even as he palms the icy, sallow face in front of him.
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09 Jun 2026
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"Hey, what d'you look so sad for?" Danny asked, leaning over till his head rested on Nicholas's shoulder. "I thought maybe we'd cured you."
Nicholas blinked, having briefly fallen under the spell of those liquid brown eyes. "Of?"
"London," said Danny, snuggling up closer. "Good riddance, eh?"
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09 Jun 2026
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Nicholas thought he was done with London, but London was not done with him.
In which Nicholas and Danny talk; a lot, but not about dragons; and Nicholas realizes he’s a terrible liar and a bit of a sap.
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09 Jun 2026
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Set about a month or two after the NWA's reign of terror, Nicholas Angel plants bodies and buries seeds.
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09 Jun 2026