Page 66 of The Angel of Paragon
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She shrugged. “Pretty much the same as a human wedding, I think, only bigger, and the entire kingdom will be watching. Oh, and they’ll probably crown you as part of the ceremony.”
He chewed his lip. “Can’t be any harder than sampling ice in the middle of winter from the North Pole under the cover of darkness.”
“Or delivering gifts to children around the world,” she said with a half smile.
He shrugged. “Hey, you’ve made a believer out of me. Maybe there’s something to be said for the legend of Santa Claus anyway.”
“Oh?”
He pulled her close. “I, for one, got exactly what I wanted for Christmas.”
She pressed her lips to his. “Me too. For this Christmas and every Christmas… Always.”
