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“Speaking of drunk, I have wine in my room. Shall we indulge? I’ve never seen you have more than a few sips, Maxen.”
He propped himself up on his elbows and kissed her. “I will drink. Let me dress and fetch the bottle.”
He hopped out of bed, and Audra admired his magnificent, muscular backside with a satisfied smile on her face and he slipped into his trousers, but the spotted a smear of blood on his lower arm.
“Maxen, you’re still bleeding.”
“Nothing to worry about.” He dragged his tunic over his head and glanced over his shoulder at her. “But oh…”
“I’ve gotten my blood all over that pretty face of yours.”
Maxen sat on the bed beside Audra, licked his thumb, and scrubbed the dried blood from her face. Then he leaned down and kissed her.
“I don’t want to stop kissing you or touching you,” he said.
“I think we can break for refreshment.”
He let out a playful growl. “I don’t want to, but I will.”
After giving Audra another long kiss, he rose and padded from the room, and Audra stretched out in the bed. She was relaxed and in love, and she pushed away any feelings of guilt. Those could be managed later. During this week, Maxen would be the husband of her heart, and if the gods saw fit to strike her down for her transgressions, it would all be worth it.
Maxen’s quiet footsteps padded back to the room; however, an unfamiliar voice spoke just outside the chamber door.
“Sir Knight, would you and the queen care to share in the festivities downstairs? You are most welcome.”

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