“You can’t tell me you’re not nervous.”
“I can tell you that,” Deline contradicted. Carrone’s hand was sweaty in her own. “But why are you nervous?”
“I’ve been sleeping with the Emperor’s second wife,” he muttered, “in case you didn’t notice. And — and here is your bracelet on my wrist saying that I’m pretty much stuck with whatever you want…”
“Which means that nobody is going to yell at you, even if someone was going to, for sleeping in the bed I wanted you in,” she pointed out.
“I’ll note you didn’t actually say you weren’t nervous.” Continue reading