Page 125 of Forbidden Letters
The reporter swung to me. “And what was your first impression of Devina?”
“Well, I thought that she was reckless coming here without protection and she was stubborn as hell and wouldn’t listen to my warnings. Devina is very independent and opinionated.” I gave her a smile. “But I like that about her.”
“Devina, the obvious question that every Nman wants to know is when will more women follow you?”
She sighed. “I don’t think anyone will. The Council has increased the border control and made it illegal to talk about the Northlands.”
The reporter looked disturbed but managed to finish his interview before Devina and I moved on to celebrate with family and friends. The entire night, I kept close to my wife and introduced her to a number of people.
The fear that someone would be upset with Emmerson for killing Jeremiah melted away when the twentieth person declared what a relief it was to be rid of the tyrant.
Our wedding turned out to be a wonderful way to start off Emmerson’s new rule and with the way Wilma batted her eyes at her strong husband, he came across as the ultimate hero.
Frederick, who sat next to me, saw me observing Emmerson and Wilma. “Cheers.”
I raised my glass. “Cheers.”
Throwing a nod in Emmerson’s direction, Frederick muttered, “It could have been you or me up there.”
“Nahh, I’m good. Better him than me. Look at that line of people eager to lick his ass. It would drive me crazy, but Emmerson is a showman who likes attention. He seems more at ease in his new position than I ever would have been.”
Frederick nodded. “I hear you. Plus, he’s going to be swamped in work while we can focus on our families.”
We stood for a second watching him laugh and talk with his friends while Wilma stood glued to his side when Frederick added, “We’ll have to do everything in our power to make sure Wilma doesn’t end up as a widow before she’s twenty.”
I looked around. “Look at them. They already love him. He’s everything a ruler should be: strong and a superior fighter, not to mention that he’s charming too. I have a feeling Emmerson will do fine.”
Devina was on my lap talking to Claire, who was explaining about our customs and traditions. When Claire was distracted by Lucas and looked away, I kissed Devina’s neck and whispered in her ear that it was time to go.
“So soon?”
“What do you mean so soon? We’ve stayed far longer than normal and I’m eager to consummate our marriage.” I pulled her to the center of my lap and let her feel how eager I was.
Devina turned her head and gave me a mischievous smile. “Are you going to be like this every day?”
“What do you mean?”
“Are we going to have sex every single day?”
“As I see it the only thing that could keep me from making love to my wife would be if both my legs and arms were broken.”
She raised her brow. “Or if I wasn’t interested.”
My smile widened. “I would take that as a personal challenge.” Letting my hand slide up her thigh, I tightened my hold on her. “I bet I could find a way to wake your interest.”
Devina answered me with a kiss. “I’m ready when you are.”
My chair scraped the floor as I pushed it back and stood up with Devina in front of me to shield the bulge below my midsection. “We’re off.”
No one protested when we left, but many whistled and raised their glasses, with comments of envy.
“You lucky bastard.”
“I’ll bet if she had met me before Tyton, it would have been my kid in that gorgeous woman.”
I pointed to the man who said it and warned him, “I heard that.”
He shrugged. “You can’t blame us all for being jealous. You would be green with envy if our roles were reversed.”
