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“Something funny?” She whipped her words at Aumon, but his smirk did not disappear. She watched his lips, soft and plush as they formed a reply.
“Of course not, darling.”
Tav’s face flushed, blood rushing to the tips of her ears. His voice was dark and sultry, but that was not the cause of her discomfort.
“Don’t call me that,” she snapped. His eyebrow raised, but he knew better than to look at her.
“What shall I call you?” He was cautious, careful. He didn’t know her yet, but judging by his family he expected her to be every bit as mercurial and vicious as his mother and sisters.
“You may call me by my name.” He did look at her then, his eyes registering mild surprise. It was unusual for a patron to call his matron by her name, but she was not a matron and he was not her patron. There was some uncharted territory here that they had to navigate. Eventually he nodded, his eyes returning to his plate.
“As you wish, Nymanore.” She bristled at the name, but did not correct him. Better to keep him as distant from her true self as possible, lest he find out she wasn’t planning to stick around.Series
- Part 8 of Chasing Godrays
