“Food.” He took her hand. “Then you shall walk my Maze. Then I shall come to fetch you for dinner, you shall sleep in my arms, and we shall begin again.” He lifted her hand and nipped at her fingers. “I could think of few better ways to spend my time.” As he led her away, she was beginning to realize…neither could she. Shite.
Yeah, that sounds like a lovely holiday in the English countryside that I would pay thousands for.
