The Staff And The Blade: Irin Chronicles Book Four - Plot & Excerpts
Damien was stretched out next to her, his long, graceful fingers trailing over the swollen skin of her belly. It was only a small bump, but he had not been able to keep his hands off it since he’d arrived on Sunday. Now it was Wednesday, and she knew he only had a few hours before he needed to return to the city. She smiled when she felt the tickle of his beard on her skin. “I know you’re awake,” he whispered. “I’m not.” “No?” “When I wake, you will need to say good-bye. So I am very sure I am still asleep.” He sighed and laid his head on her belly. “Milá. I wish I could stay forever.” “I hate being apart from you, Damien. Hate it.” “It will not be forever.” “Have you heard back from the council?” “No.” Of course he hadn’t. Sari knew they would not want to let him go and would use any excuse in the world to retain him. Whatever this growing darkness was that Tala and Gabriel predicted, she knew the council would use it. “Write them again,”
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