She was silent so long he thought she’d fallen asleep. “Try it, my love, and you will have a second scar to match the first one,” she muttered acerbically.
He threw back his head and laughed out loud. “You know I couldn’t bring myself to look at another,” he added, nuzzling her neck.
“I made you laugh,” she pointed out.
“Aye, you did.” It was their favorite game. One of so many private games they shared. To hell with the midwife, he thought, letting a tear of joy roll unchecked down his cheek.
He was not ashamed to admit that the Slayer of Helmesly had shucked the mantle of darkness.
Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Epilogue