"Well, she was going to marry one of you," Miniver points out with another shy smile to Fortune.
He turns to Moon and nudges her. "As long as I'm being held here against my will, can I have wine? Could always pretend that was against my will, too..."
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He turns to Moon and nudges her. "As long as I'm being held here against my will, can I have wine? Could always pretend that was against my will, too..."