Ashton and Cara finished their meal. Now they are preparing for the next thing that is left to do. They both sat on the floor beside the foot of the bed in front of the fireplace. Ashton took a blanket to cover both their lower bodies.
“Are you ready, love?” Ashton asked Cara in his husky tone.
“Okay, just please help me and do it slow.” Cara requested it to Ashton as she batted her eyes like she was trying to be cute. Ashton nodded at Cara, because, like her, he wanted to take it slow too.
Ashton took out the manuscripts and showed them to Cara. The blood she dropped on them earlier sipped into the paper and it showed Ashton’s writings, but only highlighted where it mattered. It was literal sorcery for the plain people. Even Ashton, who is part of this ritual, still can’t believe how
