"I would recommend Hywel's hoard, but he might roll over and crush her," Laszlo said lightly. I snorted, but Asterion's hands tightened on my shoulders, drawing a pained grunt from me. He snatched them away again, and I was too weary to argue. "You can't force her into your bed so Hywel can have her later, Laszlo!" Silence struck hard and I stiffened, turning to glare at Asterion, who flushed and looked away. "I'd like to not sleep alone," I said. "Good, it's settled," Laszlo answered as Asterion sputtered. Laszlo rose up from his chair and approached me in my huddle on the carpet. "You'll
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