After the meeting Sophie went over to Fitz and started transmitting. (Remember, in telepathic conversations Sophie is in bold while Fitz is normal.)

Hi Fitz. Are you ready?

I should be asking you that. So, are YOU ready?

Yes.

Then so am I.

Okay... so um... I have a crush on you...

Really?!

Yes...

I have one on you too but, how does that relate to Keefe?

I also have a crush on Keefe...

Oh.

And I have to decide between both of you.

Why?

The Council is putting a dance together. For the lockdown. So, we can be entertained. At my palace. Why else do you think you and Keefe aren't allowed in there?

You hate us.

I could never!

Eh..

How dare you!

You should go tell Keefe about this.

Okay... did I hurt you?

Only my head. In my heart... you healed that.

Ha ha. I am going to tell Keefe now. Bye.

Bye.

"Keefe! Where are you?!" She called. "In Nolands palace! Coming, Foster!" He called. "Hey, so what's up?" he asked, gasping for air from running so much. :Not much I just have to tell you something," she said, sheepishly. She told him EVERYTHING and in the end all he said was, "wow. I wish I knew what to say. So instead I will do," he said, coming closer. He kissed her. Kissed. Her. Now she knew who to pick. "You're the one. It's you. You were made to be mine," she said, shocked at how good of a kisser he was.

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