Chapter Fifty.
The morning sun streamed into the bedchambers window, awaking Fitz. Last night had been the best of his life. His mate peacefully sleeping in his arms. The warmth of her body filled his heart with a love so deep he could not find the words to describe it. He pulled her back to him a little further, not a millimetre of space between them. Life was just about perfect, in that moment. For once his mind was not consumed with the matters of state, nor the never ending list of issues that appeared to be mounting day by day. Right now, all Fitz could think about was how perfect his angel was.
Eliza blinked her eyes open, as something long thick and hard was prodding her in the back. Instantly she felt the wetness in her private area, which was happening so frequently, it was
