Lost Creek Hollow espu[m]a

Sandy had told him that he shouldn’t push for this, that it wasn’t right.

He did not know the pain Germanicus had inflicted on the shadow’s heart! He did not know the kindness Silvertongue had offered, the hope she had given him for his future.

Her closeness was intoxicating to him. He could smell the heat of her. The shadow’s body close with her own. Silvertongue spoke of the queen’s changes and he wondered if she did not like that about being a woman. He did not know. The gift of carrying children could never be offered to him.

You do not want these changes?

Honey eyes searched her face.

You would be a good mother, Silvertongue. The shadow’s voice was scarcely above a whisper.