With a sigh, Amery pushed himself up from the bed. Beneath his breath, he muttered, “I’ll whip whoever it is.” The knocking continued, and Amery flounced for the door between his chambers, angry at the interruption. Just when he finally had Tovin where he wanted him… I’ll have this servant drawn and quartered for bothering us. Whipping would be too lenient.
When he reached the doorway, Tovin called out, “You may want to cover yourself, Your Highness. Wouldn’t want to terrify the servants.”
Amery threw a wicked glare back at his lover, now stretched out on the bed with a smile on his face. “Shut up,” he muttered.
But in his sitting room, he paused to grab his dressing robe from where it lay draped over the chaise lounge. As he headed for the door, he cinched the robe about his waist t
