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He was fae and he lived within a place that had taken so much from me.
I could not do this. I could not let this happen again no matter how much I wanted him.
Desperately.
Casamir stirred, and as he moved, I sat up, my back to him. It seemed wrong to face him, especially in the aftermath of what we had done, though I wanted to. We were not lovers, and I had no tender feelings toward him.
I couldn’t, though that thought made my chest ache.
I felt his eyes on me, and after a moment, he spoke.
“Are you well?”
The question straightened my spine.
It was the last thing I expected him to say. I thought he would taunt me, remind me of how he had known I wanted him.
I swallowed and turned my head to the side to answer. I still could not look at him.
“I…don’t know.”
“Did I hurt you?”
“No,” I answered quickly. “No, you didn’t.”
We were silent after that, and I remained where I was, even as Casamir stood. I was not certain what he was doing, but after a moment, he walked into view, half-dressed, his tunic in hand. My eyes trailed up his front, and I met his dark gaze.
“Will you come with me?” he asked.
Perhaps it was because he had asked and not commanded, but I placed my hand in his without question, and when his fingers closed around mine, warmth blossomed throughout my body at the thought of everything these hands had done to me.
He helped me to my feet and trailed a finger across my cheek and then over a spot on my shoulder, frowning.
“You lied,” he said.
I lowered my brows. “What do you mean?”
But when I looked at the place he traced on my skin, I saw what he meant. I was scratched and bruised.
But so was he.
I met his gaze.
“It’s…not as if you could help it,” I said.
Still he frowned, but his fingers tightened, and he tugged me along through a curtain of trees and down a sloping hill. At the bottom was a small body of water that was fed by a trickling waterfall. Here, I could see nothing beyond the thick wood.
Casamir dropped his tunic to the mossy ground, and the rest of his clothes followed.
“I thought you might want to bathe,” he said.
I stared at him for a few seconds before my gaze shifted to the shimmering pool. It was beautiful and felt isolated, though I did not trust it was private.
“It’s safe,” Casamir said, and when I met his gaze, he added, “I promise.”
From a fae, those words bore the weight of a blood oath. Despite what he had promised, I could not help thinking about how the selkie had attacked me, and though he was dead, the memories had me hesitating at the edge of the water.
I felt Casamir approach, and he touched my side with the tips of his nails.
