Tyran entered his office and found his sister leisurely sitting on one of his chairs. He was fully sated when he left his little wifey to her slumber again. Tyran guessed the best way to keep Noelle out of trouble was to make love to her. That way she would fall asleep quickly and stay in his bed while he took care of business.
“You sure took your sweet time.” Lyrah turned to him, her dark eyes filled with mirth.
Tyran scowled. “I had business to take care of. What were you doing out in the gardens practicing with warriors when you know you were supposed to be resting?”
Lyrah sighed and looked away. “I'm much better now...plus I needed to stretch a bit—why didn't you warn me Noelle was such a good archer?”
Tyran's eyebrows arched up. He didn't know it himself. He never took her for a f
