“I don’t imagine that’s a great deal of comfort to Flora,” he said. “But thank you.”
A moment of quiet passed between the two, before Luna grabbed his hand again, beaming. “Enough sadness,” she said. “Come on! I’m going to show you a true dwarven party.”
MinervainformedVenusthatthey would complete her quest, and made preparations to leave the next day.
“So soon?” Aislinn queried.
“No time like the present. I don’t know about you, but I can’t relax much while I’ve something hanging over me.”
Aislinn was inclined to agree, but in this case…
“Why? You have something you need to do?”
Aislinn’s very insides felt like they were blushing, a sensation almost sickening.
“I am in no hurry…”
Minerva smiled, as if reading her thoughts. “See it done tonight.”
Caer.
If anything was to happen—it needed to be tonight.
Aislinn paced about her room after everyone had split off to go into the city for one last night of fun, wondering how to go about it. She’d never, ever been so nervous about seduction before. Why was she nervous now? Especially when she wanted it so badly, wanted to take him in her arms and unwrap him, layer by layer, exploring every one of those glorious muscles with her tongue…
The thought made her belly heat, sent ripples of warmth riding through her centre.
She splashed her face with cold water. She was smarter than this, smoother. She was the crown princess of Faerie, not a simpering schoolgirl.
Someone knocked at her door.
“Come in,” she said.
Caerwyn strode into the room, looking as unfairly handsome as ever. His smile sliced through her. Nerves spiralled from stomach to chest, battling against the overwhelming urge to slam the door shut and smash him against the wall.
It would certainly get her point across. Direct. Effective. Little room for misinterpretation—
“Evening,” he said, in the voice that made her heart soar and centre whimper.
She swallowed. “Good evening.”
“It’s our last night in Avalinth,” he said. “At least, for a little while.”
“So it would seem.”
“We should—”
“Definitely.”
“—go and explore the city.”
Aislinn blinked. “Come again?”
“The city. We should go out there and see it. Spend some of this coin Minerva has given us.”
“You want to… go outside?”
“Yes,” he said. “What did you—”