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A Kiss Of Shadows :: Гамильтон Лорел
Страница: 277 из 338"I fear no sidhe," he said. "I invoke flesh not to avoid her enemies, Guardsmen, but to truly join my flesh with hers."
"You are already wed," Frost said. "Adultery is a crime among the sidhe."
"But not among the goblins," Kurag said. "So my marital status makes no difference here, only hers."
I pushed away from Doyle. The movement was too sudden. I swayed, and Fflur's hand on my elbow saved me from falling. "I am going to bind your wrists now," she said.
I couldn't really argue. "Thank you," I said to her. As she began to dress my wrists I turned back to the men. "Someone, please, explain what he is talking about."
"Glad to," Kurag said. "If your enemy is mine and I must help you defend yourself against powerful forces, then my beloved must truly be your beloved. We will share flesh as we shared blood."
"You mean sex?" Galen asked.
Kurag nodded. "Yes, sex."
I said, "No."
Galen said, "Oh, no."
"No flesh sharing, no alliance," Kurag said.
"Among the sidhe," Doyle said, "your marriage vows are still sacred. Meredith can no more help you cheat on your wife than she could cheat on her own husband. The rule of flesh only works if both parties are unjoined."
Kurag scowled. "You would not lie outright. Damn." He looked at me. "You always escape me, Merry."
"Only because you always resort to trickery to try and get in my pants."
A servant had come with a bowl of clean water, holding it for Fflur as she washed my wrists. She popped open a bottle of antiseptic and drenched both of my wrists with it. The reddish liquid fell into the water, floating on the surface like drops of new blood.
"I made you a valid offer of marriage once," Kurag said.
"I was sixteen," I said. "You scared the shit out of me." Fflur patted my wrists dry.
"Just too much man for you, aren't I?"
"The two of you together are too much man for me, Kurag, you're right," I said.
His hand went to his side where the extra genitalia lay. One heavy stroke and there was a bulge under the pants in a place where most men didn't have to worry about it.
"Flesh has been invoked," Kurag said, still stroking his side. "It cannot be undone, until it is answered."
I looked to Doyle. "What does he mean?"
Doyle shook his head. "I'm not sure."
A second servant brought up a tray of medical supplies and held it while Fflur started binding clean white gauze around my wrists. The servant acted as a sort of nurse, giving her scissors and tape as she needed it.
"You are already wed," Frost said. "Adultery is a crime among the sidhe."
"But not among the goblins," Kurag said. "So my marital status makes no difference here, only hers."
I pushed away from Doyle. The movement was too sudden. I swayed, and Fflur's hand on my elbow saved me from falling. "I am going to bind your wrists now," she said.
I couldn't really argue. "Thank you," I said to her. As she began to dress my wrists I turned back to the men. "Someone, please, explain what he is talking about."
"Glad to," Kurag said. "If your enemy is mine and I must help you defend yourself against powerful forces, then my beloved must truly be your beloved. We will share flesh as we shared blood."
"You mean sex?" Galen asked.
Kurag nodded. "Yes, sex."
I said, "No."
Galen said, "Oh, no."
"No flesh sharing, no alliance," Kurag said.
"Among the sidhe," Doyle said, "your marriage vows are still sacred. Meredith can no more help you cheat on your wife than she could cheat on her own husband. The rule of flesh only works if both parties are unjoined."
Kurag scowled. "You would not lie outright. Damn." He looked at me. "You always escape me, Merry."
"Only because you always resort to trickery to try and get in my pants."
A servant had come with a bowl of clean water, holding it for Fflur as she washed my wrists. She popped open a bottle of antiseptic and drenched both of my wrists with it. The reddish liquid fell into the water, floating on the surface like drops of new blood.
"I made you a valid offer of marriage once," Kurag said.
"I was sixteen," I said. "You scared the shit out of me." Fflur patted my wrists dry.
"Just too much man for you, aren't I?"
"The two of you together are too much man for me, Kurag, you're right," I said.
His hand went to his side where the extra genitalia lay. One heavy stroke and there was a bulge under the pants in a place where most men didn't have to worry about it.
"Flesh has been invoked," Kurag said, still stroking his side. "It cannot be undone, until it is answered."
I looked to Doyle. "What does he mean?"
Doyle shook his head. "I'm not sure."
A second servant brought up a tray of medical supplies and held it while Fflur started binding clean white gauze around my wrists. The servant acted as a sort of nurse, giving her scissors and tape as she needed it.