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He and I...
Gear smiled gently, helping Kiri to her feet. He passed a glance to where Fiona stood, surrounded by males. Kiri looked to and felt a tightening in her stomach. "You didn't want to be female, did you?" he asked quietly. He didn't even have to see the slight shake of Kiri's head to know the answer. Slowly, cautiously, from behind Gear, approached Wren, looking fearful. Gear took Wren's hand within his own and turned his head to look again at Kiri. "My Wren, my Lark, was not supposed to be male. He was supposed to be mine forever so we could marry," said Gear possesively, his eyes shadowed. He looked almost frightening but handsome at the same time already, with his strong, slight build and pitch black hair, and so tall! Wren was slim but softly so, his soft cascade of cornsilk hair betray a femininity he shouldn't have. "The dance tonight, we must pair up. I will take care of your friend if you will stand by my Wren," Gear offered. Kiri looked at him and nodded. Gear squeezed Wren's hand lovingly and strode confidantly over to Fiona and in no time, she nodded her head at him and the rest of the boys moved from her. It was a good sign.
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