I suspect he’ll be a bit limp these next three lusterlings or so.” “Limp?” Sul pricks an eyebrow. “You don’t mean—?” “I mean you’d best not get out of bed for fear of taking a tumble, that’s what I mean. As to the other?” She casts a significant glance down his body. “Let me assure you, you won’t be getting a chance to find out anytime soon.”
