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what.”
“I won’t fight her unless she thinks to harm you.” Brina pulled her arms back and crossed them. Tzader muttered, “You’re as stubborn as you are sexy.” He took a long look at her and covered his eyes. “You have to put clothes on again or ... just please put the pants back on for my sanity.”
She smiled, which was unkind since he was clearly suffering, but she loved the way he wanted her. “All done. I won’t be distractin’ you now.”
Uncovering his eyes, he released another long sigh. “Yes, you will, but that gives me a fighting chance at keeping my hands to myself so we can return. Back to Macha. None of this will matter if she puts you out of my reach.”
She nodded. “I understand. By the way, I’m sorry.”
“For what?”
“Tryin’ to kill you.”
Arrogance flooded his grin. “I wouldn’t have let you.”
She cocked her head at him. “Don’t be so sure about that.”
He laughed. “There’s my flame-haired hellion. Let’s not argue until you have all your memories back, then have at it because I love making up with you.”
Truly, he was a rogue. But he’d made her heart smile again and she felt his love as truth. “We should be goin’ on to Treoir to see if Lanna’s spell works.”
“One more thing. When we get back to the castle, Macha is demanding to see us and for you to confirm that you do remember me as the man you intend to marry.”
Thoughts she’d just held scattered from her mind. She looked at Tzader and still knew him, but … Macha ? Bits and pieces of an image floated through behind her eyes and out of reach. Brina argued, “Is what we do really any of that woman’s business?”
Tzader’s eyes bulged then his face took on a reserved expression when he calmly answered, “Sort of. That women does rule Treoir.”
“Why? Is she family?”
He looked confused. “She’s the Belador goddess, the most powerful being in our world.”
All that came to mind was a loud woman in the castle. Brina didn’t want to spend time talking about her. She waved off his comment. “Fine. We’ll appease Macha, but I’m not sure I want her stayin’ once we’re married.”
Tzader made a choking sound. “Can you keep that between us for now? We may need her help.”
“If I must.”
He kissed her one more long time then moved back slightly to take her hands in his. “Close your eyes, and prepare to leave this world.”
She did as he said. When he felt Brina’s hand lose definition, he quickly began the chant, “Take these words to heart and mind—”
He’d almost made it to the last sentence when a noise startled him from the trance-like state he’d fallen into.
Brina was already leaving the dream world. Her body had turned translucent.
But he could hear heavy footsteps getting close.
Tzader swung around with his arm outstretched, calling the Belador sword that flew to his hand.
A man approached, dressed for war and carrying his own sword. An old relic. The stranger yelled, “I’ve come for Brina!”
Tzader said, “She is mine. Any man who touches her will die.”
Tzader , Brina’s voice whispered through his mind. Whose voice is that? Where are you?
He answered her telepathically. Go to the castle. I’ll be there soon.
But the spell?
Do not come back, love . He had to convince her, or she would return. You are the warrior queen. You are vital to the Belador power. If you’re harmed, it weakens me. A stranger is here. I’ll be back as soon as I deal with this bastard. Please, do as I ask.
Return soon, or I’ll be comin’ back for you.
He placed his wider body in front of her slender, vanishing form.
~*~
Brina finally gave in, even though it went against her nature. She preferred to stay and fight, but Tzader’s words reminded her she had responsibilities. She continued forcing her body through the half-state of transitioning from one world to the other.
As she drifted off, leaving the dream behind, a vicious clash of
“I won’t fight her unless she thinks to harm you.” Brina pulled her arms back and crossed them. Tzader muttered, “You’re as stubborn as you are sexy.” He took a long look at her and covered his eyes. “You have to put clothes on again or ... just please put the pants back on for my sanity.”
She smiled, which was unkind since he was clearly suffering, but she loved the way he wanted her. “All done. I won’t be distractin’ you now.”
Uncovering his eyes, he released another long sigh. “Yes, you will, but that gives me a fighting chance at keeping my hands to myself so we can return. Back to Macha. None of this will matter if she puts you out of my reach.”
She nodded. “I understand. By the way, I’m sorry.”
“For what?”
“Tryin’ to kill you.”
Arrogance flooded his grin. “I wouldn’t have let you.”
She cocked her head at him. “Don’t be so sure about that.”
He laughed. “There’s my flame-haired hellion. Let’s not argue until you have all your memories back, then have at it because I love making up with you.”
Truly, he was a rogue. But he’d made her heart smile again and she felt his love as truth. “We should be goin’ on to Treoir to see if Lanna’s spell works.”
“One more thing. When we get back to the castle, Macha is demanding to see us and for you to confirm that you do remember me as the man you intend to marry.”
Thoughts she’d just held scattered from her mind. She looked at Tzader and still knew him, but … Macha ? Bits and pieces of an image floated through behind her eyes and out of reach. Brina argued, “Is what we do really any of that woman’s business?”
Tzader’s eyes bulged then his face took on a reserved expression when he calmly answered, “Sort of. That women does rule Treoir.”
“Why? Is she family?”
He looked confused. “She’s the Belador goddess, the most powerful being in our world.”
All that came to mind was a loud woman in the castle. Brina didn’t want to spend time talking about her. She waved off his comment. “Fine. We’ll appease Macha, but I’m not sure I want her stayin’ once we’re married.”
Tzader made a choking sound. “Can you keep that between us for now? We may need her help.”
“If I must.”
He kissed her one more long time then moved back slightly to take her hands in his. “Close your eyes, and prepare to leave this world.”
She did as he said. When he felt Brina’s hand lose definition, he quickly began the chant, “Take these words to heart and mind—”
He’d almost made it to the last sentence when a noise startled him from the trance-like state he’d fallen into.
Brina was already leaving the dream world. Her body had turned translucent.
But he could hear heavy footsteps getting close.
Tzader swung around with his arm outstretched, calling the Belador sword that flew to his hand.
A man approached, dressed for war and carrying his own sword. An old relic. The stranger yelled, “I’ve come for Brina!”
Tzader said, “She is mine. Any man who touches her will die.”
Tzader , Brina’s voice whispered through his mind. Whose voice is that? Where are you?
He answered her telepathically. Go to the castle. I’ll be there soon.
But the spell?
Do not come back, love . He had to convince her, or she would return. You are the warrior queen. You are vital to the Belador power. If you’re harmed, it weakens me. A stranger is here. I’ll be back as soon as I deal with this bastard. Please, do as I ask.
Return soon, or I’ll be comin’ back for you.
He placed his wider body in front of her slender, vanishing form.
~*~
Brina finally gave in, even though it went against her nature. She preferred to stay and fight, but Tzader’s words reminded her she had responsibilities. She continued forcing her body through the half-state of transitioning from one world to the other.
As she drifted off, leaving the dream behind, a vicious clash of
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