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My dreams were consumed by sexy legs and fulsome breasts. I kept waking up and rolling over, hoping to find the woman of my dreams there beside me.
But she never was.
When my alarm finally went off, I dragged myself into the shower and kept thinking about the one I took last night. She’d cast a spell on me for sure. I bet if I did some research into the human race, I would find more than a small hint of witchcraft.
And she would be at the coven’s head.
By the time I came out of the shower, Waev had taken my clothes from the wardrobe and arranged them on the bed. He didn’t serve as my valet. Asking another man to dress me always seemed a little… off. Besides, I only had one type of suit and it wasn’t like it was complicated.
I headed downstairs to breakfast. I usually liked to use those quiet few minutes to go over the key items on my to-do list for the day. Instead, I thought about what Bianca and Cleb would be getting up to today.
So much for getting her out of my system. She was still locked firmly in it.
I entered the dining hall and found Bianca and Cleb already there. Cleb hopped from one foot to another, clapping his hands as he danced around Bianca.
She looked up as I approached the dining table and then focused her attention on Cleb. I moved to my place at the head of the table. The servants had already begun bringing the food in from the kitchen and added it to plates in the middle of the table. The bread was still warm from the oven and smelled great. Breakfast was definitely my favorite meal of the day.
Waev knew better than to ask if I wanted a fresh cup of coffee. He’d poured me one every day for the past twenty years.
“Would you like a cup of coffee?” I said to Bianca.
She raised her flask and smiled.
“Already filled up,” she said.
“What are your plans for today?” I said.
“We’re going arjath riding!” Cleb said, clapping his hands for emphasis.
“Going anywhere nice?” I said.
“Just into the woods,” Bianca said, casting her eyes over me, cold as ice. “There’s a place Cleb wants to show me.”
“That’ll be nice,” I said. “It’s supposed to be good weather today.”
Bianca laid two napkins on the table and gathered a pile of food into each. One had the sweet food such as cinnamon buns and lightly sugared rolls, the other savory food such as cheesy pinwheels and chicken pies. She carefully folded the napkins and tucked the food in her backpack.
A servant handed her a few bottles of water.
“Is this enough, ma’am?” he said.
“Yes, thank you,” Bianca said, adding them to her backpack, “and don’t call me ma’am. I’m Bianca.”
She extended her hand to the servant. He looked at it before glancing questioningly at me. I shrugged my shoulders. I didn’t know what it meant either. The servant extended his hand a few inches from hers. Bianca took it and shook it up and down.
“I guess you guys aren’t used to shaking hands,” Bianca said. “It’s a sign of respect on my home planet.”
“Oh,” the servant said, before shaking her hand in return.
I eyed the handshake with jealousy. Why didn’t she shake my hand like that?
“Your bag’s going to be very heavy,” I said. “Are you sure you can manage?”
“I’ll be fine,” she said, lifting the backpack with a single arm and strapping it to her back. “I’m stronger than I look.”
“And you look very strong,” I said. “I mean… Not that you look overly muscular or anything. I meant you look healthy. In good shape.”
Shut up, you fool! Shut up!
