He'd expected to see fear, but his bride surprised him as usual. "I won't need your protection. Now that I have your trust, we can defeat him together." For a moment he could only stare at her in stunned amazement. Then he threw back his head and laughed, his voice a wild accompaniment to the song produced by the flowers of Elfhame. She pulled a bit away from him, and her lips twisted into a disgruntled frown. "I do not jest." Dominic wiped his sleeve across his eyes. "Oh, my girl, that's what I'm afraid of. You have no idea of the power my father possesses." She rose with the grace of a dancer and he sobered, watching her pace the confines of the pavilion. Now that he'd revealed his secrets to her, perhaps she would feel free to do the same. "What makes you think you can take on an elven lord, Cassandra? Do you truly think a few elven death dances can kill him?" She froze, slowly turned her head to stare down at him where he still sat.
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