“I was worried,” she says softly, “that I would wake and you’d be gone.” “Still here.” I trace a finger over her mouth, and she touches a kiss to my fingertips. “Though I am to meet with your generals about the reports from Emberfall—” “They can wait a bit longer.” She shifts closer until her legs tangle with mine, and I forget everything but the feel of her skin and the taste of her mouth. Minutes or hours or decades later, sunlight floods the room. I’m buckling my bracers into place while Lia Mara is blushing at me from under her blankets. “If you don’t stop looking at me like that,” I say,
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i can get down with this new grey and lia mara energy. damn!!
