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Saetan pressed his lips together to hide his smile Daemon’s robe Daemon’s socks The clues had been there, but neither Jaenelle nor Daenificance

"That’s not the only time it’s happened," Jaenelle said "It’s a co in those sapphire eyes "I don’t ever want him to feel like sex is a duty The fact that he’s soed to perforht?"

She hesitated a long tiet the response Surreal said you would?"

"Not exactly"

But judging by the sudden color flaotten a response

He stood up, kissed her forehead, picked up the frame with the web, and walked to the door Then he turned back "Are you sure there are no other injuries, witch-child?"

"I’m sure"

That assurance helped, especially when he walked out of Jaenelle’s sitting roo in the doorway of the Consort’s bedroom, a look of shock on their faces

"Problem?" he asked softly When they turned toward hier to his lips "Prince Sadi is in my suite It would be best not to disturb hiain "Was anyone hurt?" she asked in a hushed voice

They stepped aside for him, and when he stood in that doorway, he understood the question

Nothing outwardly wrong with the rooed Even the bed didn’t look unduly messy

But the psychic scents in the roohten Rage and fear filled the rooht in the back of the throat like a bitterboth people were safe and unhar the Hall apart to find Daemon and Jaenelle, certain one or both would be desperately hurt

And there was sonized, that he--and Daemon--would have to deal with

But not yet Not until his boy was feeling steady again

He turned his back on the roo web, and explained what it would do

"Please give my thanks to the Ladies," Helene said "This will help to clean the room" She looked at Beale and Jazen "The feoht now, the better"

"I’ll help with the cleaning," Jazen said "And I’ll make sure the clothes don’t need to be aired"

"I’ll send up Holt to assist," Beale said

Helene turned to Saetan "We’ll have the room done in a few hours"

"Good," Saetan replied "Jazen, leave a co roo else that needs my attention?"

"Prince Aaron is down in the breakfast roouest is pacing in the for to himself"

"Inform Prince Theran that someone will be available in an hour if he wants to discuss anything"

"Very good, High Lord"

There was a look in Beale’s eyes that told hi to inform Theran about ould be available for that discussion

What was it about the Dena Nehele Warlord Prince that raised the hackles of Kaeleerabout that, he walked back into his bedrooed to a full-grown ed to a boy

He sat on the side of the bed "She’s all right," he said softly "In better shape than you are, actually"

"There were bruises," Daemon whispered "On her wrists I saw them"

Saetan nodded "Yes, there are And there are a few love bites, which I didn’t see And her leg iven equal blame for those"

"Oh"