What if I’m going to get pregnant? Oh, God Naddiro! Why didn’t you warn me? Morielle thought almost in a panic. Her heart pumped harder. But she did not want to think of it. Maybe she would not. Maybe she was barren like his two wives, Yzzith and Flammi. Who knew? She should not let her mind drift into it.
King Raithen gently carried her in his arms toward the bathroom again to wash and change. He brought a fresh blue towel with them when he carried her back to the bedroom like she was an invalid, but she did not protest. She just let him do what he wanted, and she could not help but smile at his being thoughtful, caring and…
Loving… her mind supplied, sighing. She felt something dig into her heart. Am I guilty because I want him dead?
As she lay down the bed, he put the towel beneath h
