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A Caress Of Twilight :: Гамильтон Лорел
Страница: 192 из 236Do you think he will call back before we have timeto rise for the day?"
"I did not realize that I had woken you, Princess, I am most humbly sorry." She looked it. "I will make sure that you are given time to rise and do your morning. . duties." She actually blushed a little, and I wondered what word she'd thought of before duties or exactly what she thought my morning duties were.
I realized suddenly that Rosmerta had thought we were having sex, not waking up. Andais did answer the Seelie in flagrante delicto more often than not, or nearly so. Maybe they expected the same of me.
"I thank you for the time, Dame Rosmerta. It is most unseemly to be roused from your early morning bed to speak with a king."
She smiled and gave me a very pretty curtsy, almost disappearing below the mirror's edge. Rosmerta was the picture of absolute propriety. A deep curtsy from her was high praise indeed, for it meant she understood I was but a step away from the throne. It was nice to know that someone in the Seelie Court understood that.
She didn't rise, and I realized, a little late, why. "You may rise, Dame Rosmerta, and I thank you."
She came to her feet, a little unsteady, but I'd left her in a deep curtsy for too long. I hadn't meant to. I just had forgotten that the Seelie Court was a lot like the English court; once you curtsied you really couldn't rise until acknowledged by the royal before you. It had been a very long time since I was among the Seelie. I was going to be a little rusty on court protocol. The Unseelie Court was much less formal.
"I will speak with His Majesty on your behalf, Princess Meredith. Good day to you."
"And good day to you, as well, Dame Rosmerta."
The mirror went blank. I felt all three of us relax, let out a breath.
Rhys put both his hands behind his head, crossed his ankles, and said, "What do you think? Maybe a little jewelry so we'll be more formal?"
I gazed down the length of his body, remembering the feel of my tongue running over his firm stomach, sliding lower. I had to close my eyes and evict the thought before I could answer.
"No, Rhys, I think clothes first. We'll worry about accessorizing later."
He grinned up at me. "Oh, I don't know, Merry. Aren't you the least bit tempted to have all of us on the bed when he calls? You, draped in bodies."
I started to say no. Then realized it was a lie. "A little tempted, yes, but we're going to behave ourselves, Rhys."
His grin widened. "If you insist."
"You're the one that's always going on about, ooh, the King of Light and Illusion.
"I did not realize that I had woken you, Princess, I am most humbly sorry." She looked it. "I will make sure that you are given time to rise and do your morning. . duties." She actually blushed a little, and I wondered what word she'd thought of before duties or exactly what she thought my morning duties were.
I realized suddenly that Rosmerta had thought we were having sex, not waking up. Andais did answer the Seelie in flagrante delicto more often than not, or nearly so. Maybe they expected the same of me.
"I thank you for the time, Dame Rosmerta. It is most unseemly to be roused from your early morning bed to speak with a king."
She smiled and gave me a very pretty curtsy, almost disappearing below the mirror's edge. Rosmerta was the picture of absolute propriety. A deep curtsy from her was high praise indeed, for it meant she understood I was but a step away from the throne. It was nice to know that someone in the Seelie Court understood that.
She didn't rise, and I realized, a little late, why. "You may rise, Dame Rosmerta, and I thank you."
She came to her feet, a little unsteady, but I'd left her in a deep curtsy for too long. I hadn't meant to. I just had forgotten that the Seelie Court was a lot like the English court; once you curtsied you really couldn't rise until acknowledged by the royal before you. It had been a very long time since I was among the Seelie. I was going to be a little rusty on court protocol. The Unseelie Court was much less formal.
"I will speak with His Majesty on your behalf, Princess Meredith. Good day to you."
"And good day to you, as well, Dame Rosmerta."
The mirror went blank. I felt all three of us relax, let out a breath.
Rhys put both his hands behind his head, crossed his ankles, and said, "What do you think? Maybe a little jewelry so we'll be more formal?"
I gazed down the length of his body, remembering the feel of my tongue running over his firm stomach, sliding lower. I had to close my eyes and evict the thought before I could answer.
"No, Rhys, I think clothes first. We'll worry about accessorizing later."
He grinned up at me. "Oh, I don't know, Merry. Aren't you the least bit tempted to have all of us on the bed when he calls? You, draped in bodies."
I started to say no. Then realized it was a lie. "A little tempted, yes, but we're going to behave ourselves, Rhys."
His grin widened. "If you insist."
"You're the one that's always going on about, ooh, the King of Light and Illusion.