“You can stop.”

“Right. I forgot you were one of those Summer Court members who refuses to listen to others.” Hums.

“But are you really?”

“What have you learned of the Night Court since you have been here?”

A brow rises out of intrigue. “And what exactly of my Court is fiction?”

“What, you believe we are different than why we appear to be?”

“Sounds like a cocky Summer Courtian.”

“Of course you do.”

“Oh, absolutely not. How absurd that would be.”

Makes a weird wheezing noise in MATTHEW HARRINGTON’s ear.

“Men are too scared. They believe women should breed and provide a good fuck. When they speak, men believe it’s wrong.”

“How am I different? I simply have a different perspective on women, I actually. . respect them.”

“I’m rather impressed with your. . attitude towards men, I must say.” He gave a slight smile. “Would you ever be interested in training? Learning more on how to defend yourself? Not just with your words, but with actions.”

“Meet me tomorrow at noon, we’ll visit the training grounds. That is, of course, if you are okay with more Illyrian assholes. If not, I am sure I can find a more private place.” He gave a shit-eating grin.

“Would it be such a man thing for me to say yes?”

“And why is that?”

“Simply trying to make sure my attempts to flatter you are working properly.” He grinned then.

“I would like to believe my words can be quite influential.”

"It was easy to get into your Court." Cassian announces as he slings an arm around Coralia. •Parody. "A bird told me it's your birthday. May I take you out?"

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