Chapter 44

Rosamund shut the door to her room and smoothed down her dress. She was wearing a light blue silk dress that matched her eyes and she took a moment to adjust the neckline, ensuring that just the right amount of cleavage was showing.

She had woken nearly an hour ago and after mulling over what she had seen in the forest the night before, had decided on a plan.

Alaric was infatuated with the Red—that was obvious even before last night. Although he had told her he was selling the Red to another, she had decided that it wouldn’t hurt to show him exactly why and how she could please him better than the Red ever could. Once he’d had a taste of her body, he would forget the Red entirely.

She crossed the hallway and knocked lightly on Alaric’s door.

“Alaric, are you awake yet? May I come in?”

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Alaric rubbed Elowyn’s lower back as she stiffed against him. She was bent over the back of the armchair, her legs spread wide and her pale, naked skin glowing i