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Valtiel cannot stand humans. Humans are crude, blunt,
unnecessarily violent, and they smell bad. As a frost elf, he has
better things to do with his time than suffer one of them. But if
it will get his friends to leave him alone about making nice with
their allies, he'll at least talk to one.
That doesn't meant he has to like the human—even if Kero is
beautiful, and smells good, and doesn't really act the way Valtiel
expects. One conversation, and then Valtiel can go back to
ignoring him.
Dear Rival
By Robin White
Published by Less Than Three Press LLC
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or
reproduced in any manner without written permission of the
publisher, except for the purpose of reviews.
Edited by Samantha M. Derr
Cover designed by Megan Derr
This book is a work of fiction and as such all characters and
situations are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual people,
places, or events is coincidental.
First Editon September 2012
Copyright © 2012 by Robin White
Printed in the United States of America
ISBN 9781620040218
"Come on, Valtiel, he's not that bad. We could at least try to
talk with him."
"I have told you a thousand times already: I won't. He's no
better than a human." Valtiel huffed in annoyance while Etoille
wheedled at him. He wasn't sure why they continued to discuss
this matter, and he was tired of the conversation.
"I doubt he is a human, Valtiel. Have you ever noticed his
smell?"
"Of course not. Why would I?"
"If you had bothered, you would know he smells entirely
different from a mere human."
"Oh really?" Valtiel asked flatly, irritation clear in his voice—
he was simply annoyed that Etoille insisted on wasting his time,
surely. "And how does he smell?"
Etoille snickered and shook his head, icy blue eyes sparkling
mischievously as he pointedly looked towards the human in
question, Kero. Valtiel took a deep breath, briefly allowing
Etoille to see his annoyance, before glancing at Kero as well.
Kero's eyes were closed and he held himself up with a single
hand, perfectly balanced with his legs spread out slightly and his
other hand held behind his back and yet, despite the heat, he
wasn't sweating. Valtiel was unsettled to realize he had allowed
his eyes to stray over Kero's body, taking in the defined muscles
straining under the thin shirt he wore. Eventually, Valtiel had to
silently concede that Etoille was right: Kero wasn't human, even
if he looked like one.
When thinking about Dragon Knights, he usually imagined
bull-like men with little more intelligence than an ox.
Appearances deceived, as he knew by now. Instead of trading
intelligence for muscles, the Dragon Knights had trained both,
becoming the most dangerous sort of 'humans' known to the
elves. And once he had gotten to know these unusual men,
Valtiel's initial impressions about them had been shattered.

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