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“What?” Honour muttered.

“She’s giving us time to talk and keep your reputation safe.” Hudson rolled her eyes, and Honour narrowed her own at them. “You really are dense sometimes.”

“Yes, Honour!” Zendalia all but screamed as she saluted Honour before dropping her voice to the faintest sound on the ripples between them. “Now stop being the general and let them show you just how much you’re worth.”

Honour opened her mouth, to argue or to tell off her underling, Kyree didn’t know. But before Honour could do either, Zendalia spun around and swam off toward the troops who were already gathering themselves back into formation.

“You mean more to us than you can image.” Kyree smiled as the troops disappeared around a rock face and Honour’s eyes returned to her.

“I’m not worth it.”

“Oh fuck off.” Hudson laughed as she wrapped her free arm around Honour’s waist and pulled the general in closer toward her and Kyree.

“You want to go rescue Soulara for me?” Honour’s voice was little more than a whisper.

“We would do anything for you,” Hudson said before Kyree could answer. “Well, not anything. I’m not into butt stuff.”

It spread warmth through Kyree’s body inside and out as soon as the laughter died in her throat. There was her Hudson, always pushing the limits of what should and shouldn’t be said.

“Why?” Honour asked, completely ignoring Hudson’s outrageous comment like she would.

“Because you’re ours and we’re yours,” Kyree said.

Before another word could come out, Hudson lifted her hand from around Honour’s waist, cradled the back of her head and pulled her in for a kiss.

For a moment, Honour’s body remained rigid, her face still wearing the mask of the general. But then the world of ice cracked around her, and she returned the kiss. Kyree watched, eagerly allowing herself to be pulled even closer by Honour’s arm around her own waist.

Hudson pulled back. “Do you trust us or not?”

“It’s dangerous.” Honour’s brows pulled together.

“Yes, but this is war, and we want Soulara back, and you know what you mean to us. What you truly mean, and what you’re worth.” Kyree wasn’t going to let this one go. She and Hudson had talked about it, and it was the right decision for them to make.

“Even though you still don’t believe it.” Hudson smirked as she added.

“Let us show you. Let’s win this war, take the bastards down, and we’ll spend the rest of our days proving just how much you deserve and how much we want and need you.”

Honour pushed back her shoulders and placed a hand over the entwined hands of Kyree and Hudson.

“Be safe. I need you back here. I need you both,” Honour said before she stepped away from them and pushed her shoulders back.

The general stood in front of them once more.

“Yes, Honour,” Hudson purred, and licked her top lip.

“Now go save the princess, and get your flukes back to me in one piece.” Honour growled before giving a small wink and turning away.

“Wow.” Kyree’s voice floated on the waves Honour made behind her as she gave her fluke an extra flurry, giving Hudson and Kyree a little extra incentive to return in one piece as she followed her men into war.

“You’re telling me.” Hudson hummed a little as she licked her lips again.

“We can do this, can’t we?” Kyree’s fears leaped into her voice.

“Of course we can.” Hudson smirked with all the bravado Kyree had fallen in love with so much longer ago than she had even admitted to herself.

“Then what are we waiting for?” Kyree could match Hudson’s game of sexy cockiness. “Let’s go save the fucking world.”

Hudson roared with laughter and together they headed into the castle to pass on the information their world would need to live through this war.