*Jayne*
I awake, still lethargic and sated after a less than sedate session of lovemaking. It’s still dark, so I know it has been only a few hours since Barkley left me and I drifted off to sleep.
Strange how I feel as though I am truly waking up for the first time in my life. I can’t explain it. I’ve come here for a purpose, and even if I discover this morning that I am with child, I would be loath to leave before the allotted time to which we’ve all agreed.
Whatever is wrong with me? I should be missing Seafort, and in a way I am, but last night I didn’t think of him at all, not even when Barkley left me. Instead, all I could think about was the prince and the pleasure I found in his arms. His experience makes him far more skilled than Seafort, but it’s more than his talents. When I
