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wonder. Her star blue eyes glowed with residual energy. He glanced up and caught his reflection in the mirror by Kyr’s prep area. His irises were glowing, too.
I don’t know , he admitted.
He couldn’t even try to reason out what had just happened. Their connection had extended beyond the physical. Beyond even the mental. She had touched him in indescribable ways…etched herself into his being.
Kyr’s power was growing. He knew that what they’d just done together had been heightened by her abilities as the Ascendant. What would it be like when she was at her most powerful?
She reached up and touched the side of his face, coaxing him to kiss her. He was happy to do so, but he kept it tender rather than passionate, knowing the Wrym were anxiously awaiting the word to return to their duties. His time with Kyr had come to an end.
Soon, we’ll be together publicly, she assured him as he carried her to the waterfall so she could fully rinse herself. You’ll become the Faire-Amanti . This has just solidified that we’re meant to be together. You know that wouldn’t have happened between me and just anyone .
Sure , he thought. At least, it had better not .
She grinned and rolled her eyes before stepping under the water. He left her there, walking out of the tub and using her drying cloth to rid his skin of all moisture. Her singing reached him as he started to get dressed. It was a sound he loved to hear.
Was she right about them being matched? About him becoming the Faire-Amanti? He knew the Guardians were against it. They always had been. In their minds, Kyr would be matched with a Vawn, and that was that. He’d listened to them make plans for their daughter since she became old enough to warrant such discussions, comparing and analyzing the various Vawn who might suit her as a match.
Of course, not once did Kyr’s happiness enter into their consideration.
If he was being honest with himself, he had a hard time believing that the Guardians would be swayed in their decision. But Kyr’s confidence and optimism did give him hope. If anyone could change their minds, it was her.
As he finished putting his boots back on, Kyr got out and used the same towel he had. She dried herself off and wrapped herself in a robe, then gave him the go-ahead to let the Wrym inside. He paused with his hand on the door handle and met her gaze.
Thank you for that, Kyr .
Her smile tugged at his heart. You’re welcome .
He opened the door at last, stepping back to allow Zasha, Heshi, and J’li to rush inside. The peaceful interlude was definitely over. They wanted to get Kyr ready for the celebration to come, and she had taken more time on her bath than they anticipated. Kyr’s thoughts when the Wrym mentioned that had him shifting his stance. She inadvertently revisited what they had just done.
Sorry , she thought, smiling as Heshi pulled her over to the vanity to get started on her hair and makeup.
Ty mentally shook his head at her, but he was glad to see her so happy. He couldn’t help but worry that the lighthearted emotion flowing through her would be short-lived.
His attention turned as Gren strolled into the room. Why aren’t you at the entrance? he thought.
We’ve got four other Mynders standing there now , Gren answered. I was bored. Besides, I thought I’d drop by and see if you know what the hell you’re doing .
What are you talking about?
I’m no fool. I’ve got eyes. I see how you two look at each other. I’ve also got a nose. You sure smell a hell of a lot sweeter than you did before you were in here alone with Ma’jah .
Ty frowned. I’ve been standing in this bathing chamber. Of course I smell like the scented water. The whole room does .
That might fly with everyone else, but not with me , Dem-Shyr. I was trained to look for signs of anyone doing to Ma’jah Kyr what you two obviously just did .
Discomfort and no small amount of fear had Ty looking away from Gren’s copper-colored gaze. And
I don’t know , he admitted.
He couldn’t even try to reason out what had just happened. Their connection had extended beyond the physical. Beyond even the mental. She had touched him in indescribable ways…etched herself into his being.
Kyr’s power was growing. He knew that what they’d just done together had been heightened by her abilities as the Ascendant. What would it be like when she was at her most powerful?
She reached up and touched the side of his face, coaxing him to kiss her. He was happy to do so, but he kept it tender rather than passionate, knowing the Wrym were anxiously awaiting the word to return to their duties. His time with Kyr had come to an end.
Soon, we’ll be together publicly, she assured him as he carried her to the waterfall so she could fully rinse herself. You’ll become the Faire-Amanti . This has just solidified that we’re meant to be together. You know that wouldn’t have happened between me and just anyone .
Sure , he thought. At least, it had better not .
She grinned and rolled her eyes before stepping under the water. He left her there, walking out of the tub and using her drying cloth to rid his skin of all moisture. Her singing reached him as he started to get dressed. It was a sound he loved to hear.
Was she right about them being matched? About him becoming the Faire-Amanti? He knew the Guardians were against it. They always had been. In their minds, Kyr would be matched with a Vawn, and that was that. He’d listened to them make plans for their daughter since she became old enough to warrant such discussions, comparing and analyzing the various Vawn who might suit her as a match.
Of course, not once did Kyr’s happiness enter into their consideration.
If he was being honest with himself, he had a hard time believing that the Guardians would be swayed in their decision. But Kyr’s confidence and optimism did give him hope. If anyone could change their minds, it was her.
As he finished putting his boots back on, Kyr got out and used the same towel he had. She dried herself off and wrapped herself in a robe, then gave him the go-ahead to let the Wrym inside. He paused with his hand on the door handle and met her gaze.
Thank you for that, Kyr .
Her smile tugged at his heart. You’re welcome .
He opened the door at last, stepping back to allow Zasha, Heshi, and J’li to rush inside. The peaceful interlude was definitely over. They wanted to get Kyr ready for the celebration to come, and she had taken more time on her bath than they anticipated. Kyr’s thoughts when the Wrym mentioned that had him shifting his stance. She inadvertently revisited what they had just done.
Sorry , she thought, smiling as Heshi pulled her over to the vanity to get started on her hair and makeup.
Ty mentally shook his head at her, but he was glad to see her so happy. He couldn’t help but worry that the lighthearted emotion flowing through her would be short-lived.
His attention turned as Gren strolled into the room. Why aren’t you at the entrance? he thought.
We’ve got four other Mynders standing there now , Gren answered. I was bored. Besides, I thought I’d drop by and see if you know what the hell you’re doing .
What are you talking about?
I’m no fool. I’ve got eyes. I see how you two look at each other. I’ve also got a nose. You sure smell a hell of a lot sweeter than you did before you were in here alone with Ma’jah .
Ty frowned. I’ve been standing in this bathing chamber. Of course I smell like the scented water. The whole room does .
That might fly with everyone else, but not with me , Dem-Shyr. I was trained to look for signs of anyone doing to Ma’jah Kyr what you two obviously just did .
Discomfort and no small amount of fear had Ty looking away from Gren’s copper-colored gaze. And
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