Vito preens like a cat presenting a caught mouse. “My sister married a Hajni foot soldier. Infuriated my father, but she writes to me sometimes of what is actually occurring on our borders.”“Third-hand information, then.”“But information all the same,” Vito insists. “She says the fighting came fro
FinnA couple of days, Kieran said when we left. We’ll be in Tansy Beach for a couple of days, maybe a week. Enough to get the soldiers settled, to make sure they actually tried peace like they promised, to be certain they have the military capabilities to not simply get our people killed. When I wa
Four days after that night, Father and I eat lunch on his balcony. He eats lunch, that is. I prod at a plate of reeking fish that I would have loved a week ago.“The other day, Corwyn said—” He straightens, gaze going hazy with a mind-link.Fighting in Drumtemple, a voice I don’t recognize pants. Th
XanderMy door slams shut behind me, and it’s far from enough. I want to lock it, bar it, drag furniture in front of it, but before I can do any of that, my stomach lunges up my throat.The washroom. Feet pound, heart pounds, mark screams. I land on my knees in front of the toilet and lose the kafi,
I’ve won, and that means I get every inch of her. I drag her up my body until I can strip a few more inches of pants and reveal her wetness to my eyes. A droplet lands on my lip, and I lap it up hungrily.My groan vibrates against the slick skin of her thigh. I pull her down and open my mouth.I sho
FinnWhen I grabbed Xander in the headlock, I thought his tunic was kind of lumpy. Probably just a side effect of how loosely they wear them under those vests. When Xander climbed onto my back, I thought…well, mostly I thought that he’d set me up to win.Now, with the entire line of my body pressed