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He grinned, flashing his sharp, white fangs. “I know. I love it when you mark me up.”

“Your mother is going to think I’m a wild barbarian.”

He chuckled and swept a lock of hair away from my face, running his pad along my cheek. “My mother is overjoyed that she might live to be a grandmother. She’d all but given up.”

I smiled. I loved Vallon’s mother. Meera was a lovely older shadow fae with long silvery hair and the kindest eyes. I wasshocked how quickly we’d bonded when I first came last month. She didn’t seem to care that I was a light fae or a half-breed moon and wood fae. She only cared that I was her son’s wife.

“You put a smile on his heart,” she’d told me one night while we sat by the fire. “That’s all a mother could ask for.”

I stared up at Vallon and coasted my fingers through his silky hair falling like a black curtain around my face.

“So you didn’t have lots of potential shadow fae women lining up to be the lady of House Hennawyn?”

He lowered further, his smile turning teasing. “Plenty wanted the role, but I never let them get even close.”

“Why not?”

“Because none were my mate. I knew that I was destined for a true binding, for mated bliss, for deep love.” His expression shifted more seriously as he swept a gentle kiss against my mouth.

“And you found it,” I said with confidence.

“Indeed. I have.” Another soft kiss as he ground inside me. “And how about you, Lady Murgha of House Hennawyn? Have you found that deep love and happiness?”

My pulse leaped at the tender question, for he truly needed to hear it. “I have, Vallon. With all my heart.”

We kissed tenderly for quite a long time. When his cock began to harden again, he pulled from inside me.

“Oh.” I squeezed my thighs shut as he hopped out of bed. “Where are you going?”

“Time to get dressed. We have company coming today.”

“Who?” I sat up, holding the covers to my breasts.

“The Prince of Gadlizel. He sent a messenger yesterday, giving us warning that he’d be visiting today.”

I hurried out of bed and pulled my dressing gown on. “Is it a special occasion?”

Vallon tied the lacings of his trousers then stalked toward me. “Yes.” He cupped my face. “He wants to meet his best friend’s new wife. And the seer.”

I placed my palms over the backs of his hands. “You’re sure he won’t kick me out or anything? Because of the king’s laws.”

“No one will touch you.” His voice deepened. “I promise you that.”

“There’s something else. Isn’t there?” My magick tingled, raising gooseflesh along my skin. I’d begun to recognize the signs of my magick working to tell me things.

“Yes.” He held my gaze, a crease forming between his brows. “There’s more I need to tell you. About Gadlizel.”

“I get the feeling this is something a lot more.”

He smiled. “It is.”

“Why haven’t you told me before?”

“Because I wanted you all to myself for a while. I realize now that the gods put you in my life for more than my personal happiness. Your gift…could help us.”

A wash of soothing awareness flushed over me, as if Elska herself was smoothing a hand down my hair and back. I’d known this for a while.

“Yes,” I agreed. “I believe you’re right.”

Since we’d arrived here, I’d felt the stirring of something dark deep in the mountains, the same essence I’d sensed in that nightwyrm. But there was more buried in the mountain than evil. A power emanated deep below us. Whatever it was, that was what Vallon had not yet told me about.

He pressed a kiss to my forehead then wrapped his arms around me, holding me tight against his body. “No matter what happens, Murgha, know that I love you.” He pressed his mouth to the crown of my head.

Another sweet wash of magick, the calming rush that confirmed the truths of others. Not only did I hear the words, but I knew they were true. It was the sweetest song to my heart.

“As I love you.” I closed my eyes and breathed him in, savoring the moment before we were forced to face the world and whatever danger lay ahead.

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