Chapter 14 A Goose's Guide To Courtship

As he prepared to pluck feathers, Faelyn's voice rang out sharp and clear.

"Nigel!"

He froze. His blood turned to ice, and he slowly turned to face her, still holding the struggling bird.

There was no anger in her golden-brown eyes, but something else—disbelief.

"It's not what it looks like," Ni...

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