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Andrea nodded tersely in acknowledgment and wiggled her stiff fingers. They were going numb from her tight grip on the chair. Tension coiled in her belly, making her feel sick. This stupid tournament couldn’t get over fast enough for her.
Nine men approached the grid structure and swung up on it. The entire thing swayed as they ascended the multilevel platforms.
Andrea felt the blood drain from her face as they drew their swords. They were going to fight up there?
She must have looked bad, for Jasmine reached over, pried one of her hands free and held it. “Mathin will be all right, Andrea.”
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Never one to let a challenge pass, Mathin froze him with a look. “I’m more than capable, and I’m coming. Did you have something else to say, boy?”It was clear the young man did, but was wise enough to keep his mouth shut.Mathin dismissed him and turned his attention to Keilor. “We’ll leave within the hour. I’ll have Raziel rouse Andrea and her grandmother while I see to the arrangements. Thank you for alerting me.”Andrea wasn’t happy to be dragged out of bed in the middle of the night. Never a morning person, she was downright witchy before the hour of three, but she rallied when she discovered it was an emergency. As servants hurriedly pa
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“You want to go for a walk now?” Andrea demanded, not yet fully awake.Mathin took her hand and led her out of the camp and into the redwoods. Ignoring the knowing looks they gathered, he shifted the thick blanket she had yet to notice over his shoulder and tightened his grip on her hand to prevent her from stumbling. “Walking is good for you.”Someone snickered.Feeling his face heat for the first time in ages, he walked faster. Soon they were out of earshot of even the most sensitive of Haunt.“Why…” Her eyes fell on the blanket as he spread it on the ground. Her mouth fell ope
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With the suddenness of a record being rudely ripped off, the pleasure stopped. Gasping at the searing pain, she struggled, but he had her firmly pinned.“Wait.” His voice was close to the edge and she instinctively stilled, knowing not to push him now.The symbiont moved, glided down her body and flooded her thighs with gentle warmth. In moments, the pain was gone.“Better?” he asked, his body trembling above hers. At her shy nod he began, very slowly, to move.Surge and withdraw. The gentle tempo of the sea. Soon it was not enough.
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“Fine!” she snapped, galvanized by anger, partially directed at Mathin. Why would he stick her on a dangerous beast and then leave her to deal with it? She grabbed the beast by its small ear. “Listen up, buttercup! I’m in no mood to be messed with, so you either knock it off or I’ll rip this thing off and kick it around on the ground. You got that?” She felt guilty for saying it, no matter how deep their mutual dislike went, but the stag settled right down.Mathin nodded at her. “Good! As his rider you’re the only one who can win his respect.”She scowled at him. “You could have warned me.”“Forgive me.” He gave her a
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“I don’t care. I don’t want to learn to ride it. I’d rather walk!”There was only one cure for her defeatist attitude. “I never thought you were weak.”She gasped and rounded on him. “How dare you! It wasn’t my idea to come to your stupid planet in the first place.” She swatted a bug unwise enough to land on her cheek. “Look at this place! It’s barely civilized. I should have run back while I had the chance.”In a low, ominous tone, he told her, “We all have regrets.” He turned and walked away.She watched him go. Had he meant what s
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“Is there a lot of protocol and stuff I ought to know? I mean, I’m not exactly princess material.”He laughed and nuzzled her throat. “You’ll do fine, my love. Don’t worry so.”Andrea shrugged her shoulder, dislodging him. “I’m serious! What’s expected of a...what am I now, anyway?”“Lady wife. And as for what’s expected...you can have charge of running the household affairs of the citadel, if you like.”“You want me to be a housewife?” she inquired dryly. It didn’t sound like much of a challenge. She felt him smile again
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