The question hung in the air between them.
Deline had started it because he wouldn’t stop about the “wife of the emperor” business, no more than some courtier trying to curry favor or some spy trying to dig up information. She’d finished the question because she found herself curious, even though she was aware it wasn’t exactly a nice question.
Carrone cleared his throat. He looked at the next hill before them, looked back at her, and started walking.
Deline followed, setting a pace that wouldn’t leave her looking at the back of him the entire trip.
At a very narrow flat spot, just barely big enough for the two of them, he paused. “Obviously you think I’m good enough for that,” he pointed out, his eyebrows raised as if challenging her to deny it. “How many nights have we spent together already? Continue reading