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Orpheus glanced between Anne and Zala for a moment, then slowly set the food that was still hanging in the air as if it was held up by strings into Anne’s waiting hands. She jerked at the suddenness of his actions.
“T.. thank you.” She stuttered, calmed down, and threw a disapproving glance at Zala. More accurately, at the way he still held her in his arms. He’d be lieing if he said that he wanted to let go. He didn’t. The taste of her lips was fresh on his tongue and had his lips tingling. Patience. Orpheus knew that he needed patience. Because what he wanted was Zala. Ans she was a woman he knew he wouldn’t get so easily no matter how much she was attracted to him. After all, it wasn’t just about the two of them. They both represented their kingdoms. And that was a whole different ba
