There were things she wanted to discusswithout conducting a full-blown Conclave meeting. “Take that torturer away and lock him up with the guards,”she ordered. Tristan winced and shook his head. She had then kissed him and bid him good-bye.
”“When?” Tristan asked. Slowly sitting on her knees with her naked back to him, she leaned backuntil her head and chest were in his lap. ”“Done,” Tristan answered. Mallory looked surprised.
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