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him see my desires there, and
he did touch my face this time, gently cupping my cheek, his lips
opening softly.
    How many other
women had he bound with this spell? The thought was enough to cause
me to jerk back, wiping my hand against the heavy wool tunic.
    “Anyone in
the barracks is fine, lord knight. Any, ” I swallowed,
ashamed of myself, and hurried around the corner to the stables.

    The sun was high,
arching toward noon, and the hunting had slowed. Trian had come and
so had one of his men, Niall.
    My sister was up
ahead, stretching her bowstring, Niall was riding only steps behind
her, and Lassi a few steps behind him. I had allowed Trian and I to
fall behind, putting several horses between us, letting them weave
through the edges of the forest with some privacy. My bow, while in
my hand and strung, lay dormant. I had caught my fill for the day,
and I knew I had impressed Trian with his silent smiles as he looked
on.
    “This
morning,” I began when I was certain we were out of ear shot
from the rest of our small hunting party, “cannot be discussed
again.”
    Trian pulled his
horse up beside me, riding close enough that his leg brushed against
mine. Lightning cracked between us, sparking and tying us together.
“My lady Princess, it is not only you who would suffer at
indiscretion.” He looked into my eyes, as though he could
press his words in through them.
    “Aye, my
future husband would no doubt have serious words with you.”
    Trian laughed at
that, “Words that involved a knife and my balls. Begging your
pardon your highness, I shouldn't speak so boldly.”
    I smiled at him,
“He would probably display them against all would-be bathers.”
I bit my lip, I shouldn't encourage his lewd comments, especially
against my future husband.
    Trian chuckled
softly again, “Still, I should not have been bathing out in the
open.”
    “And why were
you – other than the obvious that the well was easily
accessible.”
    His mouth quirked
and he looked at me, then away into the forest, “I was having
dreams, I thought the best way to dispel them would be to freeze them
away with the blast of chilled water.”
    “What were
your dreams about?” I asked, setting the bow along the saddle
horn as I looked about the clear forest of my home, attempting to not
notice that he was moving the horse to put our legs together as much
as possible.
    “I...would
rather not say, my lady Princess,” his voice was deep, and I
knew that they were of me, and judging from how quickly his body had
reacted to me this morning they were of a sexual nature.
    I blushed and
watched as my sister's bow sang and the arrow flew. There was a
sharp scream and I knew she'd caught herself a rabbit.
    We stopped far
enough away that we were still outside ear shot as Niall's cheer
broke the silence of the forest and he dismounted to retrieve it.
    I looked at Trian,
my heart pounding again. The entire morning I had been envisioning
his firm body, his flaccid member resting against his balls, the
stretch of him curving up toward his belly, knowing it had been
against me as I had stepped in close. His beautiful chest muscles,
the way his hair dripped and his skin was cold against my
outstretched hand. I had imagined him kissing me, over and over, his
lips soft against me, his muscled arms wrapped around me.
    “It cannot
happen again. I know I should not have encouraged your nudity, nor
stared so boldly,” I was rambling now, attempting to scold, but
the words were lust-filled. I wanted him so badly I didn't know how
to forget him. I certainly was forgetting myself.
    Trian's hand caught
mine, his gloved hand holding onto my bare one. The look in his eyes
showed that he understood, but as I did he wanted it to happen
again. He wanted to be with me.
    The sound of
pounding hooves and a shrill whinny from a horse alerted our party to
an approaching person.
    “Hail,
Highnesses!” I heard, and saw a guard break through the trees,
heading toward us.
    “Yes,