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  • Dreams Made Flesh(Black Jewels,Book 5)(84) by Anne Bishop
  • He felt her tense, saw her eyes go wide as she stared at the older Eyrien Warlord Prince. "And this is my uncle Andulvar."

    "The Demon Prince," she whispered.

    Her knees buckled. He grabbed her under the arms and hauled her back up. And he saw the hesitation, and a hint of sadness, in Andulvar's eyes as the older man started to step back.

    "The Demon Prince asked me to dance," Marian said, still wobbling a little. She leaned against his chest and looked up at him. "Do I look all right?"

    She looked beautiful. "You have a smudge on your nose." Adorable, as she scrubbed at the nonexistent smudge. She was still a little wobbly when she gave Andulvar a brilliant smile and held out her hand.

    "She's delightful, Cousin," Prothvar said as they watched Marian and Andulvar waltz.

    "Yes, she is," Lucivar replied.And she's mine.

    Which is why he cut in on his uncle halfway through the dance. "Mine," he said, giving Andulvar a hard tap on the shoulder.

    "Possessive little puppy, aren't you?" Andulvar said, stepping aside.

    "Damn right," Lucivar replied as he swept his hearth witch into the dance.

    "That was rude," Marian scolded.

    He grinned. "And your point is?"

    She huffed…and struggled not to laugh.

    He slowed the steps until they were doing little more than swaying in each other's arms. "Jaenelle suggested we spend a few days at her house in Seek for a honeymoon."

    "Oh, I wouldn't want to inconven…"

    "She also said she would talk to the Queen of Sceval so that I could take you there to meet some of the unicorns."

    "Unicorns? Really?"

    "If you want. We can do anything you want. You can have anything you want."

    "You," she said softly. "I want you."

    Her words warmed every part of him. Warmed one part in particular.

    He nibbled on her ear and whispered, "Are you going to let me fuss over you tonight?"

    She pulled back. Her eyes danced with laughter as she bared her teeth and snarled at him.

    His laughter filled the room. He scooped her up and spun her around. When he finally set her on her feet again, she clutched his jacket and swore at him.

    He grinned at her as the people around them laughed and applauded. "That's my feisty hearth witch."


    A story from Saetan's past

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    Saetan set aside the latest letter from the Zuulaman ambassador, leaned back in the chair behind his blackwood desk, and rubbed his eyes. A half dozen meetings with the man and nothing had changed. The same complaints filled this letter as had filled the last three. He understood the concerns, even sympathized with them up to a point. But he wouldn't order Dhemlan merchants to buy coral and pearls exclusively from Zuulaman traders at a higher price than other Territories offered to sell sea gems of the same quality. He'd already checked on the complaints that Dhemlan ships were encroaching on the fishing grounds that belonged to the Zuulaman Islands. Hayllian ships were certainly plying the same waters and competing for catches, but the Queens who ruled the fishing towns in Dhemlan were quick to penalize any boat that fished beyond the Territory's established waters…just as they were quick to send the Warlord Princes who served them out to confiscate the catch of any boat that encroached on Dhemlan's fishing grounds.

    Of course, he hadn't heard so much as a whisper of complaint about Hayll. Not yet, anyway. Sooner or later, the Zuulaman Queens would become less enamored with Hayll's Hundred Families…the aristo families that heavily influenced the Hayllian courts if they didn't rule them outright. He might be Hayllian by birth, might have lived his early years in the slums of Draega, Hayll's capital, but, thank the Darkness, he'd shed himself of that self-centered race centuries ago. For the most part. He had no interest in the Hundred Families, except to keep a watchful eye on their intrigues to be sure the people he ruled came to no harm because of them.

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