She’d eaten a man-sized meal of eggs, bacon, and toast. She’d do the great banquet hall of his old castle proud with her ravenous appetite. It was dangerous, but he was becoming far more attached to the sexy ex-princess, other than the magical tether she’d created. He even enjoyed her teasing chatter, and her curiosity knew no bounds as she tried to drag him all over his compound, wanting to know every story about the objects he’d collected and had on display throughout his home. Items he’d collected over the many years of his immortal life. Instead of answering her, he dragged her back into the bedroom and into the closet to find her something she could wear. “What are you doing?” She peered around him as he sorted out his clothing. “Trying to find you something to wear.” She pulled back. “Have you forgotten how I dressed before?” How had she dressed before? An energy filled the air. Last time he’d felt that she’d cast that damn spell. Simon turned and his mouth dropped open.
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