They'd made love again on the table, this time without their clothes. Elena had been dressed in nothing but candlelight and elation. They'd finally gotten around to drinking the the delicate goblets Elena had set out earlier. They'd toasted his return and her the nagging fear of Alicante's coercive offer. He'd carried her upstairs to their bedroom and they'd made love once more, this time a sweet, slow love redolent of the tranquility descending on them both. such activities, a deep untroubled sleep should have been his. But woke in a sweat, his pulse hammering the images. He took deep breaths to steady himself, careful not to wake Elena. Unlike the fleeting image of the when they'd visited the stables, these scenes lasted. He could recall them. Scott There had been green fields, rolling hills and a stone house, not dissimilar to this one. But it wasn't this one. The surroundings were different, less rough. The image in his mind was less rustic, more refined. There had been laughter and light and people.
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