Quick update because I know these are very short chapters. Enjoy.
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Erin didn't usually jump into bed with vampires like this. But Adze's coffin was large, and lined with silk, and filled with fine blankets and cushions and it had just seemed a comfortable enough place to sit as the princess guided her towards it. Adze had stood nearby as she sank down onto one of the pillows, but Erin had looked up at her, too emotionally exhausted to feel self-conscious, and patted the space beside her.
"It's your coffin, you can't let me hog it." She'd found herself curled against the other girl, her head on her chest, while Adze ran her hands through her hair.
"You have such beautiful hair; mine was never allowed to be so short." Erin shrugged.
"I'm growing it out a bit. You should have seen it last year." Adze made a soft 'hmm' noise, continuing to stroke.
"So what happened?" Somehow, it was easy to spill out the whole sorry story with the other girl making reassuring noises and muttering indignant curses at appropriate moments.
"I'm sorry," she said, when she'd finished, and Adze sat up a little further to look at her properly.
"Why are you sorry?" Erin shrugged.
"I suppose you'll have to marry him now." The princess chuckled.
"You know, anyone else in the world would have assumed this was my plan all along." Erin blushed, suddenly aware that it would make perfect sense.
"It wasn't?" Adze shook her head.
"No. I just let my emotions get the better of me for a moment." She frowned. "That's never happened before."
They ended up talking for most of the night – mostly about Vlad, and how much of a pigheaded chauvinistic idiot he could be sometimes, but also, eventually, about Erin, and what her dream partner would be like, and about Adze's childhood and what she would do with the power if she did end up marrying Vlad. By the time Erin fell asleep, the sun was beginning to rise, and Adze had had to close the curtains.