“you know what went through my head as the axe was coming down?” tedros asked. “ that we never had nicknames for each other, like every other couple.”
“we’re not like every other couple,” said agatha, looking at him.
“no, we’re not,” tedros admitted. “not every king finds a queen who’s smarter, stronger, and better than him in every way.”
agatha put her hand to his golden cheek. “you are the pretty one, at least.”
tedros grinned, leaning in. “mmm, you might have me beat there too.”