The empress laughs, her lips drawing back over white teeth, curving cheeks raised attractively in amusement. Batu closes the distance by a step, eye caught by the backs of her paws resting against his ger in the moonlight, iridescent and fine.
“I submit that a guardian with my experience would be appointed to the Son of Heaven’s most cherished counterpart,” his voice purrs. “I served many seasons on the khaan’s front lines. I give my word, her majesty is in practiced paws.”
Boldness is upon him, and with it the obstinacy which boldness brings to a man in service. He would not mind filling his days in Tianlong with the sight of Yue.
“And if I may, her highness is here with me tonight— and the emperor is not.”
“I submit that a guardian with my experience would be appointed to the Son of Heaven’s most cherished counterpart,” his voice purrs. “I served many seasons on the khaan’s front lines. I give my word, her majesty is in practiced paws.”
Boldness is upon him, and with it the obstinacy which boldness brings to a man in service. He would not mind filling his days in Tianlong with the sight of Yue.
“And if I may, her highness is here with me tonight— and the emperor is not.”
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