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                    PARIS —— they have met again. The pair took a quick trip back ( to visit the Dowager herself of course ). Dmitry knew the gravity to Anya’s  c h o i c e  ; it meant not seeing her FAMILY, being with him —— a nomad with nowhere to go. These times were cherished, && while he never expected to fit in with royals, Anya calmed him, his OPTIMISM in a world that did not call for it.

          A PROUD smirk dawns on his features, russet gaze turning from the glimmering Eiffel Tower to those Romanov eyes. Dmitry’s arm wraps around her small frame, pulling her against his side ( such warmth, a mere grazing touch still making him nervous ).

                    “No. You && me ?? We turned out okay.” A teasing mutter, a kiss melting against the top of her forehead.