‘I get it, Jay,’ Alexia said. ‘Why don’t you go and lay with Jerrens, if you’re so desperate.’ ‘I ain’t interested in men,’ Jay said under his breath. He looked at Dol Sander, but he gave no sign that he was listening, no sign that he was in anything but a light sleep. ‘But he is not a man,’ Alexia said. She laughed at his reaction. ‘Oh, I refer to him as such, and indeed I can’t help but say he and him, but he is one of the Duna. Some know them as Grey Devils, others call them incubi.
