His tongue licked along the roof of my mouth, the inside of my cheeks. The Staties are helping out, trying to keep it low profile. Just say it, stop -I shook so hard it almost hurt, when the shuddering passed- stop talking me to death, Requiem. Swords and shields, and chaos.
I wasn't sure if I'd ever heard him that close to being angry. Richard actually had the grace to look embarrassed. Not all the time, I said, and even to me it sounded weak. Not a bad guy that would kill me, but one that could, and I'd walked into the room right past him.
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