Firefly Glen [PHE] a kiss with a fist

"i wasn't there, but can assure you would have been brought to the palace and tied in its prison beneath the room you occupied." tavina's tone was crisp, only slightly muddled now that the autumn chill had scoured her cheekbones, her eyelids. "absent that introduction to muat-riya, please assume there is no arrest waiting."

military affairs were gratefully thrust into someone else's hands. if the jodai patrolled, it had been far from the desert for many weeks now, and rashepses would not welcome such a scene before so many. "cygnet, you said? at least she asked. credit to you. i would have just stolen them at her age."