But it was not only the thought of her disappointment in him that fueled his current celibate state. The fact was his manly passions had recently centered around a single subject. Elena. It came as a shock to him to discover he missed his shadow and her wide serious gaze fixed upon him. His musings engaged his attention until he was at the door to his chambers. He bid his accompanying guards a good night and then passed through the double doors into his large, elegantly appointed chambers. His lips curved in amusement at the contrast between the luxurious bed in the accompanying room and the damp pallet he’d rested on for the past several months. The bed was large enough to accommodate any number of female companions if he was so inclined. He thought it might take a harem of women to fill the bed and wondered if any of his ancestors had availed themselves of just such an opportunity. He crossed the intricately inlaid floor into the adjoining chamber and crossed to the window to throw open the coverings allowing the cool night air to enter. Though most men would likely consider the warm chamber and the fire that burned in the hearth inviting, Michel spent the past several months in the elements and rather than find comfort in the warmth, he found it oppressive.
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