“Shagged?”
“Had s*x with and whispered sweet nothings in her ear. I assume that was done. I wasn’t there.”
Simera worked out the slang and shook her head. “Not married, no, but he would have known he was, as a warrior from a favored family, expected to marry an elven female also from a favored family.”
“Like he knew he’d be king one day and was expected to marry someone suitable to become queen? Not some dragon chick? But he could have an affair with my mother to produce me?”
“He would not have known at that time that his family would become royal, but… that is a long story. Another time, I can tell you more, but I am not yet supposed to expose you too much to our world and ways.”
Simera had been unfastening one of the trinkets from her bracelet, but she paused, as if reconsidering. I
