Rikom
I knew I was drunk when I entered Sanaz’s chambers. I had gulped down the strongest whisky in the land, it was a miracle I wasn’t crawling instead of walking. She was already in bed and she sat up as I walked in. I felt nothing, not even pity as I looked at her.
“My king…” she began.
I held up my hand to stop her.
“Have you bedded other men? Or women? I will not hold it against you if you have, just be honest with me.”
She looked down at the bed, abashed.
“Well, yes, when I found out you had married the mystic, I saw it pointless to save myself for you as I had been doing… but…”
I held up my hand as relief washed over me. I didn’t want to be her first. I certainly had no intention of being her last. I took a deep breath.
“I do not hold it against you. In fact, I am glad
