After surveying the deck, Duvessa’s facebecame grim. “Come on, old man!” she growled. Had he known they were gifted, he would have kept them drugged until concluding theirsale. “Areyou sure that your guards aren’t taking liberties?”“Quite sure,” Lothar answered.
A wet belch erupted, followed by raucous laughter. Tristan was enraged. He lay in his bed of sweetgrass tel ing over the touch of her bare arm that rubbed along his when she handed him back the Shecould barely breathe.
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