Patricia Taylor
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11
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“You probably should stop drinking now,” Rayven told him. No, he shouldn’t. It felt like the wine wasn’t helping him relax. He was still tense. Her scent still lingered and he could hear her chatter and chuckle from upstairs. He had tried to find excuses to leave but Rayven would know it was only just that. Everything in the world could wait for the moment unless there was war knocking on their door. And there wasn’t. It would be foolish to hope so only to escape a woman. Angelica’s female…-
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Roxana stiffened as she met Alexander’s gaze. He and Lord Rayven stood up from their seats upon their arrival. “Your Majesty. I am glad to see you here.” Angelica smiled. He tore his gaze away from her and turned to greet Angelica with a genuine smile. “I think I told you that Roxana is a student of mine. She was kind enough to keep me company.” Angelica explained. “Welcome,” Lord Rayven said curtly and Alexander looked at her again. Roxana’s heart skipped a beat and she averted her…
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“Where is he?” Blayze asked impatiently as they waited for Skender to attend the morning meeting. “He tells us to not come late, yet he is the one late.” Rayven noticed that Blayze was getting more and more annoyed with Skender. But they weren’t the only enemies right now. Somehow the quiet Vitale was not so quiet anymore. He was also irritated by someone in particular and that was none other than Lazarus. “Don’t let him hear you,” Lazarus warned Blayze. “You don’t want to be…
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Roxana walked back home after an unsuccessful day. After giving the king some time alone, she had gone to find him but he had been in a meeting and then in his chambers for the rest of the day. And before she could see him again, her shift had already ended. As if that wasn’t bad enough, Sir Fulker gifted her a new schedule. Now she would barely see him because he would sleep most of her shift. What was she supposed to do now? She would have to ask Uncle Ben for more advice. Continuing her walk down the…
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Skender sat on the couch, watching the door straight ahead after his destroyer’s threat. So this was how it was going to be? Even his destroyer who protected him at first would now do this to him. Great. Should he just expose them and have his wish of dying fulfilled. If the Arch suspected his destroyer to be out of control they would surely take action. ‘Don’t be foolish!’ The destroyer finally spoke. ‘It sounds like a good idea to me.’ Skender said void of emotion. His destroyer shifted…
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Roxana woke up early with a new spirit. She hurried to leave the ship and went to a bathing house. She got herself clean, washed her hair and body, and shaved. Then she went back and took care of her hair. She brushed it, oiled it, and put some scents that she learned to make herself. Then she put on her corset even though she would dress like a man. The corset helped hold her breasts and accentuated her curves. She put on her shirt and then tied the belt right around her waist, again to show off her…
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Roxana slowly walked her way back home, her mind not following her steps. In her mind, she was still trapped between her sword and Alexander’s body. He was still whispering in her ear. ‘I had already kissed you a thousand times in my mind. Tempted by your scent. Tortured by your presence.’ His words echoed in her mind. He was also… attracted to her. He was! Oh, Lord! She would have danced her way home if the part where they couldn’t be together didn’t gnaw at the back of her mind. But that…
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Skender hurried to his chamber, horrified by what he had just done. He was pained, angry, and frustrated but mostly horrified. What had he been thinking? This itch, the silence of his destroyer, he understood it all. It was always there now. It didn’t need to talk to him or threaten him. Even as he lay in his bed, trying to fade away from the world without any success, he could feel his demon growing more restless. The hours went by slowly and the sun began to set. Skender tried to lull himself to sleep…
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Roxana got ready for combat despite knowing that this wouldn’t be easy. But she would be happy if she could only land a punch. Maybe a little cut with the sword wouldn’t hurt either. Yes, he was the king but he wasn’t going to cry or punish a woman for hurting him. That wouldn’t look good on him. Besides, this was combat, the only time where she could actually hit the king. Alexander stood ready holding his sword. She wondered what he had in mind? Would he hurt her or hold himself back because she…
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Skender hated to say this because he wasn’t a rude person but Roxana was a pest. Yes, he knew it was her job to be one but God, she was worse than his guards. Sir Fulker had put a lot of nonsense in her head and Gary added to the whole thing. She wouldn’t let him out of her sight once. She took her job very seriously while distracting others who weren’t used to having female guard around. Courtiers, Lords, and alike would glance her way while he spoke to them. During his complaint meeting, she…
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