WARMTH. She tried not to take it apart. Warmth around her. The tent. The furs. Stop, she thought. Go back. Sleep. Don’t think. Warmth in the circle of her arms. Pressed beneath her chin. Warmth in her heart. “Mm,” Tain Hu said. “Hello. Your Excellence.” The contented slits of her eyes closed again. The weight of her body had made Baru’s left arm numb. She turned a little, so that they would fit together more perfectly, and pressed her nose and lips into the join of Baru’s neck and jaw. Her breath went out in a long sigh. For one more moment: bliss.
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