She and Brastias walked off, but as soon as Fearghus releasedAnnwyl she yelled after them, “We’ll do our best to be good littlemonarchs.”Morfyd swung around so fast, fangs showing, that Annwylstumbled back and then dodged behind Fearghus.“My, aren’t we the brave queen, my love.”“Shut up, mate.

Good gods, female,” Addolgar muttered. “What did you do with yourself before I came into your life?”“I lived quietly alone in my cave,” she snapped back. “And I was quite happy there, too.

How do you live with yourself, Lord Arrogant?” “Very easily, Lady Difficult. I find myself quitecharming.

I don’t know. You’ll have to ask him yourself.”She sat up enough to look him in the eye. “I am not talking toyour…your…”“Mighty throbbing manhood?”“Briec.”“That which brings you much delirious pleasure?”“Briec.”“That which makes you whole?”“Stop it, dragon. You’re making me physically ill.” ...“Ow!”“Be nice, woman. I’m not used to this.”She rubbed her ass and glared at him. “Do that again and you’lllose that which you believe makes me whole.

It was a good thing I recognized you or I might have had a lovely meal of you with some parsley. And potatoes.

Please don’t hug me. Please don’t hug me.But she did. And now Bram had two sets of black eyes glaring at him.Finally, he said out loud, “It’s not me! I swear!” Rhiannon laughed and leaned back from Bram. “So cute! Isn’t he cute, Bercelak?” “No.”“Bercelak’s only teasing.” “No, I’m not.

Briec removed hisclothes and slipped into bed with her, wrapping his arms aroundher waist and snuggling her from behind.“Izzy?”“That’s just ridiculous,” he growled.She glanced at him over her shoulder. “It could have beenworse. I could have said Gwenvael.”“And forced me to kill my own brother.

My husband tried to have me burned at the stake and youbrutalize your brothers on an hourly basis, which makes them notwant to be too close to you for very long. What does that tell you,Briec the Arrogant?”“That they’re jealous of our greatness.

She snores,” Morfyd warned.“I do no such thing!” Annwyl yelled back.“Like a bull in rutting season.”“When we get back to Garbhán Isle…don’t speak to me.”“Trust me, Annwyl, that will be a pleasure.