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Oh, darn They’d have tohall? Not a problely tasty breads, and divine cheeses--for just such an occasion

When she began to knead his ods-send, laotten ink prints all over the back of his shirt Oops "Uo?"

"The alarer it is in the Hall Every island needs this ability to sound the alarm"

"It’ll coued muscles

"Tell me your day was better thanthis "Hoas your day, dear?" conversation with hi-wed couple

But the two of theht after dinner, they assailed each other--even if he’dthose stolen daytiainst the wall or atop her desk, with his hand over her s into his forearht her release, he grew more sexually confident More cocky

Which was hot as hell

If he ca her over the edge The first time he’d done this, she’d cried, "Oh! Ohhh" and felt obligated to say so before he tasted his own seed

He’d answered, "It’s unavoidable Throughout every day and night, I will fill your sheath and kiss it at every opportunity Besides, it’s led with you--never deny me that"

Wicked, pervy Vrekener

Once the worst of their need had been slaked, they would read correspondence together He alanted her opinion on things More than once he’d told her, "When you said you wanted to co-rule, I took that very seriously Tell me what you think"

Now he asked her, "Did you pick up your new clothes?"

"I did!" Her second day here, she’d realized that she needed lots of new garments, and that they should be fabulous since she was a queen and all Even if her subjects were laar circle with instructions for strapless dresses Lanthe figured she would split the hemline difference with Thronos--mini instead of micromini

"How did the females treat you this time?" he asked "Did they, u circle--by now everyone knew their sorceress queen could bespell theotten some attitude

After she’d faced down the females of Omort’s court and vanquished a sorceress like Hettiah, those Vrekeners had been a cakewalk "No, I shut that down" Res--if one shows me fear, he shows me respect--Lanthe had returned the ’tude and then some

In other words, her clothes had been rush-ready! The dresses were plain white, but when she wore them with the necklace

Not too shabby

Of course, her current dress hite--and ink "Anything new about Aristo?" Every day, e horror stories about the previous king and his three trusted knights Those four had been a scourge on the Lore, hiding behind a cloak of righteousness

"It’s everything you warnedof a people who believed in chastity until htness in all instances, Aristo had kept several love nests, drunk like a fish, and lied about his behavior

She’d thought she would feel vindicated when Thronos cos Instead she hurt for hi responsible

"Things can only get better, right?" he asked

"Speaking of which, I got a response from Bettina today" The queen of the Deathly Ones had reported progress with her Vrekener phobia, but she’d still been less than enthusiastic toabout the dragon gold "She requested a detailed description of the ht estiot her on the hook Go, peace!"

Though his eyes reain "I regret that you have to give up your treasure"

At least she’d still have her silisk gold keys

"As soon as things settle down here," he continued, "I’ll replace the ht have said, "Oh, you don’t have to do that,whenever I can"

Lanthe? She cried, "Okay! And that has to be in addition to the ring you already proes of his broad shoulders, s ripple from pleasure

"Duly noted," he said wryly "And your letter to Sabine? How far have you gotten?"

"Only to Feveris I old temple In any case, I want the Reader of Words to scan it before I send" She bent down and pressed a kiss to his neck "Our story’s pretty epic"

But she had a chapter she wanted to add: the "Thronos’s Eternal Pain Ends" part She couldn’t change the past, couldn’t ically transform their current circumstances--but could she make his old injuries better?

She’d hesitated to use power on hie risk For instance, in conize how bad an injury was, or to remind him of blood loss so he could adjust his tactics for weakness

Lanthe would have to straight-up heal hiirl, she hadn’t needed to use those coes

Plus, back then, Sabine hadn’t been frozen into her immortality yet; she’d been moremalleable

With Thronos, Lanthe would need to take her ti patient would be ideal

Her sorcery heated the air when she whispered at his ear, "Sleep, Thronos" He passed out at once, body gone lax on the bed

She rose to re The muscles on the inside of his ankle were contorted, as if he’d sprained theree Even with his body at rest, the tendons were knotted so tightly, they pulled his foot inward

His calf was equally bad She probed the bunched ers