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Gretchen Montasio 
Gretchen stopped when he stepped in front of her, making her forget for a moment that she was trying to avoid his gaze, she found herself staring up into his eyes. This really wasn't good. "No.." There was something wrong. The older, completely off man was partially to blame for her lack of enthusiasm. Not only had he insulted her but others, unknowingly fellow Cultists, who she thought of as a family.
And then there was.. something else. Forcing herself to look away, Gretchen closed her eyes. "I don't think it's a good idea.." She murmured. It wasn't the time nor place, and she knew it would be inappropriate to bring up now at Lord Borr's celebration.
Lies. She was lying to him and it hurt his heart. As small as it may be it still hurt it. He furrowed his brow deeper still and brushed a lock of hair from her face with his thumb.
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Why? Why is it not a good idea? Please tell me what's wrong so I can fix it," he said very quietly. He WOULD fix it. Come hell or high water he'd fix whatever it was.