In Deeper Waters

by F.T. Lukens

Tal used his sleeve to rub the moisture from his cheek. He was a prince of Harth. He didn’t need to cry over odd boys who made him smile, then disappeared.

Athlen met Tal’s gaze and gave him a wide and tipsy smile before bowing dramatically at the waist. “My prince!” Tal grimaced. “Oh no.”

Death, he discovered, was simple, not the terrifying and daunting fate that had loomed over him during his time on the ship.

She’d known about Tal even before he told her that he was attracted to the athletic squires and the beautiful ladies of the court and those who identified somewhere between.

Tal es Pansexual

“I heard there is a sleeping girl in a tower in the kingdom of Alemmeni waiting for a kiss.” Kest gave Garrett a cheeky grin. “Maybe you should journey there.”