Silva placed her hands on her hips. “Enjoy yourself?” “You could have warned me he was in the middle of feeding. I didn’t really need to see that.” “What’s the problem? Don’t you find Warlord Tarrick attractive?” Fate-Pebble leaned against a pillar. “He’s the third strongest incubus in the world. Anyone with eyes would find him attractive. But he’s my father’s…uh…I can’t say that yet because you don’t know.”
