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"Why do I have to get married to you for that? Can't you just tell them that I'm your--" I stopped myself before the word could leave my mouth.
His eyes twinkled with amusement, and he raised his eyebrows in question. "You're my?"
I gulped, before clearing my throat. "I'm not even eighteen yet. How can I get married?"
"Youll be turning eighteen pretty soon. And you think your age matters to them, my Love? There is no concept of age in revenants. We stop aging when we turn. No one even knows how old they are, and honestly, even I'm not certain that I'm really twenty."
I pursed my lips, an uneasiness spreading in my chest. "You're their King, Draco. Pull some strings."
"I may be their King, but there are rule
