Page 67 of The Herald's Heart
“Oh.”
“Oh, indeed. Now get you up.” He stood, putting her on her feet in the same motion.
“But our clothes.”
“You stay here. I’ll go in and bring back clothing for you. Then you can return with me and we’ll eat.”
“All right, but when we’re both clothed and fed, we must discuss the candle wax we found.”
“Aye, but afterward, you will share my bed.”
It wasn’t really a question, but she answered him anyway. “’Tis my wish to do so.”
He kissed her and left. How many days and nights would they share with each other before reality in the form of king or church interfered? How long would she ignore all her reasons for not laying with him? Would he be able to part with her when the time came?
He would have to, for he would not lose his chance to hold Hawksedge Keep.
