
“Thank you.” Dagmar brusquely snapped her fingers at Gwenvael. A smile Gwenvael hadn’t seen from her in far too long. “Did you just dismiss-”ĭagmar held up that damn forefinger again but didn’t even bother to look at him when she did.Īnnwyl’s grin was wide and bright. “Think there might be some place private we can talk, my lady?” He gave Dagmar his best pout, which she completely ignored, turning her back on him to again face Annwyl. You can’t strut around here and pretend you rule all-”ĭagmar raised that damn forefinger higher. “Adjusting her frames, Dagmar said, “It’s time for you to stop talking.” You need to show me how much you adore me so I can learn to love myself again.” “Don’t you want to soothe my pain? Right now? Without that dress on?”ĭagmar tried to stand, and Gwenvael caught her hand, pulling her back down. Most importantly, you’ll want to soothe my pain.” He looked at her again. You’ll lust for the beautiful warrior I once was and pity the hideous creature I’ve become. “I’ll be alone but not for long because you’ll all want me more. I’ll hide from the daylight and only come out at night.” “I’ll have to live alone, at the top of a castle somewhere. Gwenvael dropped back to the bed, turned his face toward the wall. “Hideously alive!” He covered her face with his hands.
