You and Gil? Really? He doesn't seem like your type, Evie
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“so?? what’s that supposed to mean?” she huffs in annoyance, crossing her arms to her chest. “just because gil’s not a prince, that doesn’t mean anything.” sure, she had a reputation on the isle, thanks to her mother. ditzy, prince-chasing evie grimhilde, always flirting with every pretty face she saw but never settling for less than royalty. nevermind that that’s not true in the slightest, that despite her upringing, she listened to heart instead and fell for someone of no rank or possessions. “he’s better than any prince. he’s tough, and he keeps me safe.” a pause. “and he’s nice, and kind.” words once associated with ill intentions, but that evie’s come to learn have different meanings entirely. “he loves me.” chin raises up in a proud stance, the sweet smile tugging on her lips the only thing betraying her intimidating look. “and i love him. that’s all that matters to me.”













