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silvertongue was not used to such withholding! only from her prince who she knew to be wounded and also perhaps not quite in the persuasion of women. but akavir was all man and so the woman could not conceptualize why he held back. she tested his grip with a lithe pull, then went limp and silken beneath him when it was clear he had her held tight. "how would you teach me to get out of this?" she said, voice muffled by the ground by affable all the same. and she could not resist raising her satin plume, flicking it up in a caress between —