Request by @persephoneschoice

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You, Madame Morrible’s child sat tucked away in the corner of the Shiz library, your nose buried in a spell theory book. It was one of the few places you could escape into study while at Shiz.

The peace didn’t last long. Fiyero sauntered in, his usual carefree grin in place, and made a beeline for her table.

”You always hide out in corners, or is this just a one-time thing?” he teased, pulling out a chair without waiting for an invitation.

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