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A Caress Of Twilight :: Гамильтон Лорел
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"For a chance for one of my men to be King of all the Unseelie, I would have risked all, but for mere blood, I will have to think upon it."
"No, an alliance now, or the queen will know of your ambition."
Niceven gave me a look of pure venom.
"I will do it, Niceven, do not mistake me on this. Alliance, or answer to Andais."
"I have no choices left then," she said.
"No," I said.
"Alliance then, but I think both of us will regret it."
"Perhaps," I said, "but now the cure for Galen and our business can be done for today."
Niceven turned her attention to Sage. "Give the princess the cure, Sage."
He frowned. "How, my queen, if I am not allowed to give it to her as you gave it to me?"
"Though I gave it to thee through more intimate contact, it only needs your body to enter hers to be given."
"No sex," I said.
She gave me a long-suffering look. "A kiss, Meredith, a kiss and you are free to take no pleasure from it."
I had to move to one side by Doyle so Sage could turn around. His wings seemed to fill all the space between the dresser and the bed. When Sage was turned around, I stepped back in front of him. His wings rose above his shoulders like the top of some golden bejeweled heart. His hair was only a shade more golden than the soft yellow of his skin. He looked almost unreal in his loveliness until you reached his eyes. Those glittering black eyes held not just anger, but malice. It made me remember that he was just a bigger version of the things that had taken bites out of Galen.
"No biting, no bloodletting," I said.
He laughed, flashing teeth that were a little too pointy for comfort. "Blunt negotiating for a sidhe princess."
"I don't want you to have any room to say you misunderstood me, Sage. I want this to be very clear between us."
Niceven spoke from the mirror. "He will not harm you, Princess.
Sage turned his head to gaze over his shoulder at her. "A little blood is fine spice for a kiss," he said.
"Perhaps to us, but you are to do exactly as the princess bids you. If she says no blood, then no blood."
"Why should we heed a sidhe princess?" he asked.
"You are not heeding the princess, Sage, you are heeding me." She gave him a look that leaked some of the malice from his eyes.
His shoulders slumped a little, his wings flexing until they touched the dresser. "As my queen bids, so shall it be." He didn't sound happy about it.
"My word that he will not harm you in this," Niceven said.
I nodded.
"For a chance for one of my men to be King of all the Unseelie, I would have risked all, but for mere blood, I will have to think upon it."
"No, an alliance now, or the queen will know of your ambition."
Niceven gave me a look of pure venom.
"I will do it, Niceven, do not mistake me on this. Alliance, or answer to Andais."
"I have no choices left then," she said.
"No," I said.
"Alliance then, but I think both of us will regret it."
"Perhaps," I said, "but now the cure for Galen and our business can be done for today."
Niceven turned her attention to Sage. "Give the princess the cure, Sage."
He frowned. "How, my queen, if I am not allowed to give it to her as you gave it to me?"
"Though I gave it to thee through more intimate contact, it only needs your body to enter hers to be given."
"No sex," I said.
She gave me a long-suffering look. "A kiss, Meredith, a kiss and you are free to take no pleasure from it."
I had to move to one side by Doyle so Sage could turn around. His wings seemed to fill all the space between the dresser and the bed. When Sage was turned around, I stepped back in front of him. His wings rose above his shoulders like the top of some golden bejeweled heart. His hair was only a shade more golden than the soft yellow of his skin. He looked almost unreal in his loveliness until you reached his eyes. Those glittering black eyes held not just anger, but malice. It made me remember that he was just a bigger version of the things that had taken bites out of Galen.
"No biting, no bloodletting," I said.
He laughed, flashing teeth that were a little too pointy for comfort. "Blunt negotiating for a sidhe princess."
"I don't want you to have any room to say you misunderstood me, Sage. I want this to be very clear between us."
Niceven spoke from the mirror. "He will not harm you, Princess.
Sage turned his head to gaze over his shoulder at her. "A little blood is fine spice for a kiss," he said.
"Perhaps to us, but you are to do exactly as the princess bids you. If she says no blood, then no blood."
"Why should we heed a sidhe princess?" he asked.
"You are not heeding the princess, Sage, you are heeding me." She gave him a look that leaked some of the malice from his eyes.
His shoulders slumped a little, his wings flexing until they touched the dresser. "As my queen bids, so shall it be." He didn't sound happy about it.
"My word that he will not harm you in this," Niceven said.
I nodded.