Good Advice

ERIK

Where was she? How long could it possibly take to curry a mount? Granted, Bo had eight legs, but she should have been done by now. I was pacing back and forth inside my tent when I heard her voice outside.

“Thank you, sir. I would not have found my sire’s tent without you.”

I loosened the flap and opened it up. She was standing uncertainly in front of the tent. I frowned at her and gestured inside. She bowed her head and scurried in, and I fastened the tent again.

I turned to her with a smile and then stopped. She was intentionally turning her head and I could tell that she was hiding something from me.

“Tova,” I said sternly. She put her hand to her face and bowed her head in submission.

“My lord?” she asked.

I sighed. “Get on the bed,” I ordered. She gave me a wink but didn’t remove her hand from her face. She turned to walk to the bed and sat on the edge, leaning forward to unlace her boots. Her hair swung forward and covered her face. I stood in front of her an