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  1. Public Bookmark 31

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    Cyno’s red eyes lifted, calm and unbothered. “If I’m stuck learning the difference between a Padisarah and a Viparyas for this marriage, you’re learning about oases.”

    “Wow,” Tighnari deadpanned. “Truly, the language of love.”

    To preserve peace between their nations, Tighnari is sent from the rainforest to the desert to marry Cyno, the only son of King Deshret. The arrangement is political, public, and entirely out of their hands.

    They were never meant to care for each other. The alliance was supposed to be enough.
    But peace built on secrets cannot last forever.

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  2. Public Bookmark 54

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    “Come on,” comes the whisper on his skin. Tighnari shivers, his tail whipping against Cyno’s thigh. “We need to get you hydrated.”

    “Don’t tell me what to do,” Tighnari says, petulant, even as he drops into the chair. He wraps his tail around his waist, tremors within it that he knows will soon spread to the rest of him.

    “Don’t be difficult and I won’t.”

    “Am I? Being difficult?”

    “No,” Cyno says like it’s a secret, like a confession, like the taste of his lips. “Are you planning to be?”

    Or: If you thought a heat would make an omega less bossy, clearly you've never met Tighnari.

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  3. Public Bookmark 66

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    He and Mydei still get into fights all the time actually, but it’s different now. Now, after a fight, Phainon fluffs the pillows on the couch while Mydei takes a pint of blueberry-yuzu gelato out of the freezer, the one they always keep stocked for post-fight nights. Then, they’ll curl up on the couch, side by side with one spoon between them, and watch whatever show is trending on Netflix.

    Recently they’ve been going through an adaptation of one of Mydei’s favorite novel series. Phainon has been trying to get them to fight again so they can watch the next episode.

    Mydei plans a dinner night for their friends. Phainon is his in-house, nonnegotiable sous-chef who also happens to believe that Mydei is undateable.

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    01 Oct 2025

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    Behind the glass, careful script paints flowery imagery of spars under a golden sun, of quiet dinners that carry low conversations late into the night, endless prose of a domestic life thought impossible. If it is only a hopeless fantasy now, Mydei reads with bated breath, then in every life after I will reach out again and again to take your hand in mine.

    Mydei inhales sharply. Turns on his teleslate. Slowly dials Phainon’s number from memory.

    Phainon picks up on the first ring. “Mydei! Is something the matter?”

    Hearing Phainon’s voice, a million wrong words pool at the tip of his tongue. When were you planning to confess that you’re in love with me, Mydei wants to say.

    “I’m at Okhema’s museum for the exhibit you told me about,” Mydei says eventually. “It’s been… informative.” Why did you write a dozen love letters to me in the span of three days, he doesn’t mention.

    [in which phainon learns the hard way why keeping track of your belongings is so important. mydei gets ahold of some letters long overdue.]

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    “You smell good,” Mydei murmurs, lips skimming across his skin. Phainon shivers, heat warming him like he’s entering his own rut. Mydei presses closer, his arms wrapping around Phainon’s waist. “Your skin is cold.”

    “You’re just running hot,” Phainon mutters, fingers flexing on Mydei’s waist. He feels high-strung, body coiled tight as he lets Mydei brush his cheek against his skin like a cat.

    Mydei huffs a laugh, and Phainon feels it rumble against him like an earthquake.

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