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“I don’t care what the Court thinks of me—the only opinions I value are yours and Sel’s.”
Sel put a hand on Krynn’s shoulder and squeezed.
“You know I won’t think less of you, no matter what.”
“I know.” Impulsively, Krynn hugged him.
Without hesitation, Sel hugged him back, wrapping his long arms around the other Fae and pulling him in for a close embrace. Krynn pressed his face to the big Fae’s throat and breathed deeply, as though the scent of his best friend comforted him.
I felt tears prickle behind my eyes as I watched the two of them. Krynn had told me that they had grown up in the Palace together—both hated and despised because they were half-breeds, so they had only each other. I was almost certain that if Sel hadn’t been so straight they would have been more than friends, but even so, their friendship and devotion to each other tugged at my heart.
At last the two of them pulled apart and I thought I saw the glimmer of tears in Krynn’s lovely green eyes. But when he turned to me, he was calm.
“I’m ready, my Lady,” he said firmly. “Ready to submit to you. Please, use me.”
I bit my lip. It touched me deeply that he was willing to do this for me, mainly because I sensed he would still have been willing even if he hadn’t had the Needing.
“Thank you, Krynn,” I said. “I…I don’t know what to say.”
“You don’t have to say anything. You have to fuck,” Sel growled. He raised an eyebrow at me. “Have you ever fucked anyone before, Princess?”
I felt my cheeks getting hot with a blush.
“If you mean have I ever strapped on a harness and dildo and, er, penetrated anyone, then the answer is ‘no.’”
The big Fae frowned.
“Hmm, then a lesson might be in order before the Public Quenching.”
I raised my eyebrows at him.
“You’re going to teach me how to fuck?”
“I’ll see what I can do,” he promised. “But first we need to go back to the Banquet Hall and tell Mordren he’s shit-out-of-luck and there’s no fucking way he’s getting another hundred years added on to his Regency.”
41
Lily
“I choose the Public Quenching,” I said to Mordren, as soon as I had settled myself back in my chair.
His silvery-white eyebrows shot up and the corners of his mouth pulled down in immediate displeasure.
“You do?”
“Yes,” I said simply, spreading my napkin on my lap. “Though it’s liable to be embarrassing, I find a Public Quenching to be infinitely preferable to letting you continue ruling for the next hundred years. It’s time I claimed my throne and if this is the only way to do it, then so be it.”
“So you’re really going to do it? You’re really going to make a spectacle of yourself in front of the entire Court?” Lady Elgiana said, delicately raising her eyebrows.
“Yes,” I said shortly. “I am.”
“And which of your companions will you be drinking from and fucking?” Lady Elgiana purred, eyeing both Seldarin and Krynn, who were back in place standing behind my chair. “I can recommend Krynn from extensive personal experience—he moans so beautifully when you hurt him. But I’d love to try fucking our brave Captain of the Guards—I imagine he’d present quite a challenge.” She eyed Seldarin’s big, muscular body greedily.
“In your fucking dreams,” Sel growled, glaring back at her. “I’d sooner sleep with a fucking snake!”
“We could certainly incorporate some kind of snake-play into our time together,” Lady Elgiana agreed, apparently unfazed by the big Fae’s obvious dislike. “I don’t usually work with animals, but something could be arranged.”
“I don’t think Seldarin is interested,” I said blandly.
