The Danu (15 page)

Then Katrine spoke.  She
had stilled in his arms, her eyes were raised and on his, searching.  Khalon
forgot about everyone else.

"You would come with
me?" she asked as if she did not believe it.  "Give up
everything?"

Khalon narrowed his eyes
and glared at her.  He pulled her arm up between them and showed her the
claiming cuff on her wrist that seemed to warm at his touch.  "When we go,
we go together." He repeated the words he had said to her in Dunsen,
before she was taken.

Katrine felt her lungs
expand at his words.

"But," she
started hesitantly, hope bringing a different glow to her eyes.  He stopped her
words with a hard kiss, doing his best to remind her of who she belonged to,
lest she forget again.  It lasted entirely too long in such a public forum.  By
the end, the new Queen of the Danu was participating just as enthusiastically
as Khalon.

 Indeed, when they came
up for air the cheering along the walls of Haven was most appreciative of their
enthusiasm.

Katrine struggled for
serenity even while the blush suffused her cheeks and her freshly bruised lips
tipped up at the corners.

"Show me your wilds,
little witch."  Khalon said ignoring everyone and everything else, kissing
her one more time despite the avid audience.

So...that's what she did.

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