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“Is it true they can manipulate anything made of shadow?”
“As far that I know. But Prince Torvyn is elusive and guarded. I’ve rarely seen him use the gift firsthand.”
“More guarded than his high priest?”
Morgolith chuckled. “They’re a sober lot. That’s for sure.”
“No wonder Hava left their city.”
“Indeed,” he agreed, nodding his head toward the hill on the horizon. “She’s too jovial for the shadow fae at Gadlizel.”
At the front of the caravan now drawing closer, I could see Hava on the back of my sweet mare, Laurielle, waving wildly.
I laughed. “That is for certain.” Then I took Goll’s hand, and we went to meet them and set up camp.
Chapter 40
UNA
“I needto bathe some of this dirt off.”
Goll glared at me from across our tent where I stood wearing my thickest chemise underneath a heavy winter cloak I was lacing at the top.
“You aren’t going to bathe naked in the middle of camp,” he declared firmly.
“First of all, I’m not getting naked at all. I’d freeze to death. Hava and I would simply like to wash off with fresh water. I realize you warriors can go weeks without a bath of any kind, but we cannot.”
He tilted his head, his gaze taking on a seductive gleam. “What soap are you using?”
I bit back a smile. “The one made of night phlox and moon lily.”
His deep, rumbling groan vibrated directly between my legs. “Come straight back to me. After I scry with Dalya, I’ll be waiting for you.”
After closing the distance between us, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed up against him. His hands slid beneath my cloak and around my hips, heating my skin beneath the chemise. He pulled me close, dipping his head to my throat where he lapped at the skin with his tongue. His hands slid down to cup my buttocks. He squeezed, making that delicious sound in his throat again.
“If you keep that up, I’ll never get my bath.”
“You smell and taste divine to me.” He kissed up my throat, scraping his fangs and giving me a tantalizing shiver. He squeezed my hips and pulled me against his hard frame meaningfully, nipping at the exposed skin of my neck.
He then lifted his head, his gaze trailing down the length of me. “Why does the sight of you in a thin shift and boots arouse me so intensely?”
I laughed and stood on my tip-toes with a hand at his nape to guide his lips to mine. He came easily, coaxing my mouth wider to slide his tongue along mine.
“I swear you’re doing this on purpose,” I murmured against his mouth. “Hava is waiting for me.”
He kissed me one more time, his hands sliding up to my waist, then he eased me gently out of his arms. “Go. And hurry back.”
“How long will it take to scry with Dalya?” I wasn’t sure how long it took an oracle to peer into her king’s future. Goll had told me he was concerned, sensing something he couldn’t see, and wanted Dalya to scry to seek some answers.
“We’ll be done before you get back. That I can promise.”
With one more kiss pressed to his lips, I walked toward the exit.
“Watch for naiads. And bring Pullo and Soryn.”
“Don’t worry. Meck and Ferryn are coming.”
“Ferryn is well enough?”
