“Another blade, please.” Samkiel smiled and summoned one, pulling me close for a quick kiss before handing it over. “You bend too easily to her,” Cameron called, rubbing at his ear. “That’s why she’s so damned spoiled.” I stuck my tongue out at him and said, “Miska, I’m going to show you how to stab him in the balls.” “Hey, I was joking,” Cameron protested.
