Chapter 33

Elowyn pressed her lips to Mirella’s as Dorian stroked her long pony tail. He smiled and slid his hand around the back of Elowyn’s neck as Mirella leaned her head on Elowyn’s chest and closed her eyes.

“Aye, give us a kiss, Elowyn,” he murmured and pulled her head down toward his.

“Elowyn!”

Dorian released her at Alaric’s angry shout. She turned to look at him, her stomach fluttering nervously at the pure fury in his gaze.

“Our guests require more wine. Bring it from the kitchen. Now, girl.”

She picked up Mirella, sliding off of Dorian’s lap and plopping the little girl down onto his lap.

Mirella leaned companionably against Dorian who kissed the top of her head and she smiled up at him.

“I like touching Elowyn.”

“Well, that makes two of us!” He winked at Elowyn.

She blushed and headed for the doorway as Rosamund rolled her eyes and said, “Gods be damned, Dorian. Try and control yourself, would you?”

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