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a difference?"
"Afraid so," he answered, looking toward the fountain.
"In what way?" She wedged under his arm so she could lean against his chest.
"Do you remember the first time you saw one of your father’s mares being bred? Or one of your dogs?"
When she nodded, he shrugged. "Then you lost your innocence when you saw the sexual act being
performed, either by animal or human. You lose your virginity when, well, when you lose your virginity,"
he said with another chuckle.
"How old were you when you and this woman…"
"Thirteen."
Liza giggled. "Eager, weren’t you?"
Smiling slightly, he shook his head. "Not as eager as my teacher."
"An older woman, I suppose. It’s always an older woman, isn’t it?"
"Usually."
"What was she? Sixteen? Seventeen?"
"Thirty-two."
"You’re joking!" she gasped, stunned, and pushed away from him to look into his face. "That’s old!"
"Not at all. She was a Lady-in-Waiting at the court, a ward of my grandfather, actually. She had an
insatiable appetite for ‘young virgin flesh,’ as she called it. She couldn’t wait to initiate all the young men
at court."
"I have her to thank for my pleasure, then?" Liza sniffed.
"Most of it." Conar stood and, for the first time, wished Thom would hurry with the wine. He took hold
of a low branch of the willow, dragging it down.
"Did she approach you, then, or was it the other way around?" Liza inquired, envying the woman with all
her being.
"She found me here one day studying a book on military strategy. She took hold of that part of me she
wanted." He shrugged. "She’d already initiated Legion, Teal and Teal’s older brother, Roget. I had been
avoiding the bitch like the plague."
"Why?" Liza asked, surprised.
"Because I didn’t want to be initiated ."
"By her?" She looked at his stony profile.
"By anyone." He pulled the willow strand from the tree and fashioned a crown, bending down to place it
on Liza’s gleaming hair.
"But weren’t you curious? I’m sure you and the others talked about their experiences?"
"I didn’t."
"I thought all boys were hot and ready since birth!" She thought of her brothers, who had chased after
anything in a skirt since becoming old enough to know girls were vastly different, and far more
entertaining, than boys.
"I already knew about sex," he said quietly.
"By watching?" She giggled, picturing him as a small boy spying on his older brothers.
His face was devoid of expression. He scanned her lovely eyes and it was as though he was trying to
come to a hard decision. "In part. I had seen animals before I left for the Abbey, and I saw human sex
there."
Her cheeks tinted with embarrassment. "You didn’t like what you saw the man and woman doing?"
Conar’s face stayed carefully blank. "I was interned at the Great Abbey until I was thirteen, Liza. There
were never women allowed there."
"Then how could you have seen…" Her mouth went wide as she stammered to a stop. She blushed
down to the tips of her toes. "Sweet Merciful Alluvia!"
He turned his back on his wife. He couldn’t bear to see the look of disgust on her pretty face.
"Men do that to one another?" She couldn’t accept that. How? she thought.
His hands clenched into fists. "Some do."
"And you watched?" Her face turned even redder as he flinched. "How could your father have allowed
you to go, knowing what those men do among themselves?"
"He thought I was still in Corinth at the Wind Temple, where your brothers were, Liza. But even had he
known where I was, I don’t believe he would have been worried." He shrugged. "It would never have
occurred to him that I would be allowed to see something like that."
Conar walked to the fountain and sat.
"Didn’t anyone know those things happened there?"
Conar shook his head. "After I had left training, a young man who had connections to Prince Rylan of
Virago informed Papa about the sexual practices of some of the priests at the Wind Temple. Papa was
shocked. It’s
"Afraid so," he answered, looking toward the fountain.
"In what way?" She wedged under his arm so she could lean against his chest.
"Do you remember the first time you saw one of your father’s mares being bred? Or one of your dogs?"
When she nodded, he shrugged. "Then you lost your innocence when you saw the sexual act being
performed, either by animal or human. You lose your virginity when, well, when you lose your virginity,"
he said with another chuckle.
"How old were you when you and this woman…"
"Thirteen."
Liza giggled. "Eager, weren’t you?"
Smiling slightly, he shook his head. "Not as eager as my teacher."
"An older woman, I suppose. It’s always an older woman, isn’t it?"
"Usually."
"What was she? Sixteen? Seventeen?"
"Thirty-two."
"You’re joking!" she gasped, stunned, and pushed away from him to look into his face. "That’s old!"
"Not at all. She was a Lady-in-Waiting at the court, a ward of my grandfather, actually. She had an
insatiable appetite for ‘young virgin flesh,’ as she called it. She couldn’t wait to initiate all the young men
at court."
"I have her to thank for my pleasure, then?" Liza sniffed.
"Most of it." Conar stood and, for the first time, wished Thom would hurry with the wine. He took hold
of a low branch of the willow, dragging it down.
"Did she approach you, then, or was it the other way around?" Liza inquired, envying the woman with all
her being.
"She found me here one day studying a book on military strategy. She took hold of that part of me she
wanted." He shrugged. "She’d already initiated Legion, Teal and Teal’s older brother, Roget. I had been
avoiding the bitch like the plague."
"Why?" Liza asked, surprised.
"Because I didn’t want to be initiated ."
"By her?" She looked at his stony profile.
"By anyone." He pulled the willow strand from the tree and fashioned a crown, bending down to place it
on Liza’s gleaming hair.
"But weren’t you curious? I’m sure you and the others talked about their experiences?"
"I didn’t."
"I thought all boys were hot and ready since birth!" She thought of her brothers, who had chased after
anything in a skirt since becoming old enough to know girls were vastly different, and far more
entertaining, than boys.
"I already knew about sex," he said quietly.
"By watching?" She giggled, picturing him as a small boy spying on his older brothers.
His face was devoid of expression. He scanned her lovely eyes and it was as though he was trying to
come to a hard decision. "In part. I had seen animals before I left for the Abbey, and I saw human sex
there."
Her cheeks tinted with embarrassment. "You didn’t like what you saw the man and woman doing?"
Conar’s face stayed carefully blank. "I was interned at the Great Abbey until I was thirteen, Liza. There
were never women allowed there."
"Then how could you have seen…" Her mouth went wide as she stammered to a stop. She blushed
down to the tips of her toes. "Sweet Merciful Alluvia!"
He turned his back on his wife. He couldn’t bear to see the look of disgust on her pretty face.
"Men do that to one another?" She couldn’t accept that. How? she thought.
His hands clenched into fists. "Some do."
"And you watched?" Her face turned even redder as he flinched. "How could your father have allowed
you to go, knowing what those men do among themselves?"
"He thought I was still in Corinth at the Wind Temple, where your brothers were, Liza. But even had he
known where I was, I don’t believe he would have been worried." He shrugged. "It would never have
occurred to him that I would be allowed to see something like that."
Conar walked to the fountain and sat.
"Didn’t anyone know those things happened there?"
Conar shook his head. "After I had left training, a young man who had connections to Prince Rylan of
Virago informed Papa about the sexual practices of some of the priests at the Wind Temple. Papa was
shocked. It’s
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