The knave gestured again. Colene"s legs still moved, but now they seemed to be constrained. They spread, her knees lifting, the feet kicking in a futile pattern, well apart. This man seemed to be experienced in this act, for even magic required expertise, and it was just as if invisible hands were placing her legs safely out of the way.
Glomerula"s face turned to him. She was smiling. She was waiting to see how he was going to handle this assault on his woman. To see whether he could handle it.
Darius smiled back at her. "You will see, skeptic," he said. "I do not allow trespassing." But he wished Colene would get on with her plan, because he had no idea what it might be, and it was certainly time for it.
Naylor put a knee on the bed, orienting for his business. Now, Seqiro! Colene"s th
