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"What else did you and Kay get up to?"

Arthur rushes through chewing a mouthful to answer. "Well, we used to get in trouble quite a bit. Dad says Kay is a menance. Says so lovingly," he clarifies. "We used to steal cookies from the kitchen."

You bite back a smile. "Couldn't you just ask?"

Arthur leans in, voice low, as if imparting a secret of the crown. "But they taste better stolen." This time, you don't hold back your smile.

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