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Chapter Sixteen
The villagers escorted me to an open field beyond the village. They were restless and over-excited with anxiety over the dragon’s imminent arrival, crowding around me and all speaking at once so that the sounds of their voices merged into cacophony, the pitch and their unease causing my heart to pound and my ribs to feel constricting to my lungs.
“What happened with previous offerings?” I asked the woman who seemed to be in charge of me.
She had arrived an hour or so before with a white dress for me to wear, its hems brightly embroidered, and had braided my hair with ribbons to match. She had scrubbed my face and nails, pinched my cheeks, rubbed berries on my lips and declared me respectable before bringing me out of the inn, into the bright sunlight, where the rest of the village waited to escort me to my potential doom or ravishment – both possibilities equally dire to them, from what I managed to distinguish from their conversations.<
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“Well,” I accepted a golden goblet of wine from Rivyn who seemed unbothered entirely about the odd setting and the golden haired, naked man that dominated it. “You took up residence here, I presume, because you like the location. It is a pretty spot. Nice caves,” I looked around myself dubiously. “Pretty prosperous village... You want to settle here, make a home and family?” His eyes narrowed, and he did not reply. “The villagers are frightened of you. They cannot work their mines because they fear your wrath,” I told him. “Much longer and they will begin to starve. The village will not be so pretty when they cannot sustain it, and their corpses begin to outnumber the living. “But this relationship can be mutually advantageous. They are victim to marauders, to war... with a dragon in the mountains, they will be protected from such things. And in return, they can divert dragon hunters away from your cave,” I explain
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We collected firewood and created a nestlike camp site in the corner where two walls still formed shelter, before stripping down to the skin and wading bare into the water like children. I had never swum in salt water, with sand sinking underfoot and the waves rolling in at me. Rivyn laughed and saved me as a wave tried to steal me into the deep. “For a creature of the sea,” he mocked me setting me to my feet on the sand. “You fall victim to its foibles easily.” “I’ve never been to the sea before,” I replied, undaunted. “I guess instinct only serves so well.” We lay upon the sand with the gentle ebb of the shallow water sucking at us and the sun warm on our skin and I traced the salt that clung to his back like tiny diamonds. He rolled to the side and drew me under him so that the sand moulded around my back as he kissed me, his lips soft against mine, lingering on a breath. I reached up and stroked the midnight fa
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The patrons looked at us with open interest. In comparison to most of them, we were finely and overdressed. Rivyn was accustomed to being stared at, he attracted attention with his height and the breadth of his shoulders, and his unusual astonishing beauty, and he walked to the bar indifferent to their speculation. “We’re looking to book a ship.” “A whole ship, or a berth upon one?” the inn keeper looked amused. “It depends on whether the vessel passes the point I want to get off,” Rivyn replied. “I want to dive to the wreck of the Hirewyn DeaLothe.” “Fae ship,” one of the men muttered. “Best left alone.” “Strange things happen in that patch of the ocean,” another man at the bar said into his tankard. “Ships sail around that point.” “It’s impossible to dive to,” a man straightened to standing and turned to rest his hips against the bar. His hair and beard were a reddish
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We went down a wooden stair, and through a chamber strung with hammocks but otherwise given entirely to the galley kitchen and a table for eating. Crew quarters and living area, I thought. Grim accommodations. I wondered what the guest quarters would be, and what Rivyn would make of them. There was an area to the rear separated by a carved partition screen. It opened directly onto a mattress and the sheets were none too fresh, the smell of man strong. Guest quarters they may be, but I suspected they were also Loisin’s sleeping quarters, or someone else in the crew. The screen let in the light, but also gave a modicum of privacy, and I decided that, even with the stale smell of enclosure, it would be an improvement on sleeping in a hammock, or anywhere in sight of the sailors. Rivyn looked at the mattress, and I could see that he barely suppressed a sneer. “We will be, of course, requiring clean bedding,” he pointed out.
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I was awoken by the call of voices above us, and the movement of the ship. “They’re casting off,” Rivyn murmured, his fingers stroking my hair out across my back. “Wind must be good.” I felt the moment the sails caught it, and the motion of the ship as it picked up speed. His stroking was no longer innocent, and I pressed my lips to his chest.“They’ll all be on deck,” he drew my knee up to his hip and rolled onto his side. “And the ship’s movements will disguise your voice,” his lips found mine, his kiss heated as he drew my hips to his and rocked into me. “Ah, Siorin,” he breathed my name like a prayer, his hands stoking down my back, pressing me closer to him. I wrapped my arms around him, holding him tightly to me.I gasped out a moan against his throat and felt his groaned response. He pushed me onto my back, and I wrapped my legs around his hips. “Rivyn
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The sailor’s calls interrupted our sleep, I could not hear what they said, but there was a call and answer to their tone, a sense of rhythm. “They’re dropping the sails so they can anchor,” Rivyn observed. I could feel and hear the change in the ship, the sense of movement slowly easing. “We must have arrived.” Daylight spilled down the stairs into the galley - it was morning and we had slept late into it. We dressed and ate what was left from the sailor’s breakfast, before joining them on deck. Valhared hailed Rivyn immediately, and I watched them peer over the balustrade and into the water below. Rivyn returned to me and framed my face in his hands. “Stay on the top deck, my wife,” he said, brushing his lips over mine. “And out of the ocean. This will not take long.” I watched him scatter spell components into the water before stripping down to his trousers and diving neatly into the waves. I leaned against the b
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I felt someone lift me to sitting, and a warm, salty liquid dribbled into my mouth. I swallowed.“Good girl,” a woman spoke. “Strong girl.” She continued to feed me small amounts of the broth, its ingredients unfamiliar to me. “Your man will be back soon, don’t you worry.” She lowered me back against something soft.I heard movement, felt the brush of feathers against my arm, and water being poured. “We’ll give you a nice wash whilst we wait,” she returned to my side and used a cloth to wash my hands and arms, neck and face, lifting the cloth that lay over my eyes before lowering it quickly.I realised that I was naked as she washed down my chest, and then my feet and legs. She covered me with a blanket. I felt her fingers in my hair, shaking something in and rubbing it through the strands before brushing it out. “There you are, beautiful again,” she
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