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“Wow, you know a lot about medieval stuff, don’t you?"

"That’s what I’ve been told," he replied, avoiding her gaze. "Looks like some guys are pretty eager to win tomorrow." He gestured toward the men practicing in the arena.

Hera watched the horseback riders with a mix of excitement and nerves.

"You’re competing, right?"

Thomas touched her lower back as they leaned in for a better view. "Nope, Hera. I won’t be competing."

She turned to him, surprised. "But I thought... since we’ve been..."

His expression softened into a playful grin.

"You’re kidding, right?" she asked, feeling relieved.

"I won’t just compete; I’ll win," he said confidently.

She let out a quick sigh and playfully tapped his chest. "Don’t freak me out like that."

"Are you worried I wouldn’t fight for you?"

"You’re the only guy I’ve kissed here! You better fight for me!"

"I do like your kisses."

"I’ll give you another if you win," she promised.

He leaned in, looking to steal a kiss, but Bruce’
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