FORTY
Xylander sat in the princess's bedchamber, fighting both sleep and boredom, as he waited for her to arrive. Some guard he'd make, if he couldn't stay awake. After a while, he decided to steal a little sleep while he waited. She would surely wake him on her return. He stretched out on her bed, and lost himself to dreams.
Much later, he woke to a small, warm hand, trailing up his thigh.
Zurine had spoken of seducing him on their ride here, but he had not expected her to do so before their wedding night. Curious to see what she would do, he lay still, trying to keep his breathing even as if he still slept.
She slid his tunic up to his waist, before he felt the mattress sink beneath her weight. Her knee slid between his, pushing his legs apart, before her hand crept higher.
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