mirror's magic;
"Don’t—-" She shook her head against his words, and reached up for his cheek again. "Don’t treat me any differently. "
"I’m still Rachel. I love it, but—— if it meant seeing you again— I’d gladly give it up."
"I think I understand the feeling," he teases softly, resting a hand over hers. Just the feeling of touching her after so long, for the first time without cool glass between them-- it's surreal.
"But everything is well? The, uh- the war hasn't returned, the kingdom is running smoothly? If it's not-" and here's where he starts pushing his luck, "I have experience myself, if you would like any assistance on the matter."









