“You can inflate your self-worth later, brother mine. Conleth and Turlough descended from the sky with a flight of faerie guards in burnished, golden armor and wielding bronze-tipped spears. XXX If he sought out my father’s permission… “Y-you came for me. “You will not defy my justice again!” the Queen of all Faerie thundered, the air quivering beneath her power. He let out a groan. I need to breathe fresh air.”
“I don’t know,” he said, sounding dubious. Maybe if I surrendered I could claim I’d enchanted them with spirits, put a compulsion on them that made them have to rescue me. I had to trust my muse. You think Queen Sidhe will forgive what I just did? I collided into him, my breasts aching from impacting his solid frame.
