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She plotted to discover his weaknesses and leave this wretched castle with the amulet she’d seen still hanging about his chorded neck.A beacon of her purpose, I suppose. He grinned. Shifting happily in his red chair. Slinging an arm over the back as he put a leg over one armrest and kicked thoughtfully.He grunted. Staring at the ceiling above him thoughtfully. “Aren’t we frustrated, Little One?”He felt little remorse for taking her captive for trying to steal from him. Especially for this Prince of Air and Darkness.A creature of Radix’s? He wondered. Some dark Cimmerii?***Bast toyed with the flame of a candle on the table next to him. Pinching the wick and then releasing with dancing fingertips before leisurely scooped handful of exotic nuts from the bowl next to him. Firelight dancing over his features as he chewed.Riding along with her memories of coming to LandingTown with the other woman, watching Sebastian, sighting him as a target and studying his habits.Learning with th
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Gasping, she lay there. Eyes the stormy blue of a rainy day glaring up at him.The kind of eyes that draw a man from across a crowded room.He had pitched her out of his mind like dirty clothing. “Best learn to heed me, woman.”He stared down at her. No shred of empathy on his face.Tongue to teeth she hissed again. Looking at him scathingly as she fumbled for a broken piece of ceramic still littering the floor. She hurled it at him weakly.His eyes roamed over her restlessly. Contemplating all the things he intended to do to her while she was captive. And what I may have her do to me.Feeling his animal beginning to respond to his sordid thoughts, he knelt next to her and moved a bit of hair off her face.“I don’t have to be cruel, Little Harpie. Stop making me.”She glowered unwaveringly.“I can do this as well.” He blew his lips and made a low whistling sound.Watching as her body tightened.She gasped at the sensations of his magic moving through her.Looking in her pretty blue ey
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He left her chamber sighing. Heading down the long corridor to the chamber at the end. Once inside he went to the balcony and stepped outside. Knowing the balconies only wrapped this corner of the castle. Safe from the wind and rushing waters.He stood shirtless, feeling the occasional spray from around the corner carried in on the breeze. Despite his bare chest, he hardly perceived the cold. His breeches were molded tight to his skin against the wind as he surveyed the bailey. My dominion.To the untrained eye it may have looked empty, but Sebastian heard and saw everything. He heard his friend Dimitrius, the fey bridge guard, in the tower greasing gears and moving the handle. Ensuring everything worked smoothly.He caught the sounds of the man’s son Mandrake, the stable boy, playing in the straw with a puppy which yipped excitedly. Making the boy laugh.He heard the two cooks in the kitchens below adding logs to the fire for dinner.A door closed down the hall and he knew one of the
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