My eyebrows hit my hairline. “What?”
Tymon’s smile was indulgent. “The masters are quiet about their…interpersonal relationships. Argo and Ophelia are mates.”
I didn’t know I could be more shocked, but I was. “They’re mates?”
“Yes,” Lunella said, sitting on a bench nearby. She patted the seat next to her. I sat, and she set about fixing some of the injuries Dorian had given me.
Tymon stood in front of us. “Child, did you think we were all celibate?”
“I think most of S’Kir does.”
Carefully wiping the dried blood from my lip, Lunella giggled. “Oh, Kimber. No. We are far,farfrom celibate. Sometimes, I wonder how we ever get anything done for all the bedroom antics that go on. Take, for example, Tymon there.”
Tymon grinned.
Lunella rinsed the cloth and wiped more blood from my cheek. “Tymon there will be tied to his bed in the next twenty minutes, letting his mate take pleasure from him and giving it right back.”
She opened a small jar of salve and put it on a few of my wounds. “And about an hour after that, his mate will be the one tied up.”
Tymon waggled his eyebrows. I couldn’t stop my own giggle.
Walking around the bench, he wrapped his hand around Lunella’s neck and leaned her back. He kissed her, hard. Thoroughly.
Well.
“I’ll have the ropes ready, my love.”
Lunella purred, and Tymon winked at me as he left the garden.
There was no mistaking where her eyes strayed as he walked away.
I bit my lip to keep from laughing again, but when Lunella turned back, she was grinning.
“Your cuts will heal quickly with this salve, but you can join me in the spa later to help the bruises. The water in there is perfect for healing the body from strenuous exercise.”
Smirking, I cocked my head. “I can imagine you’ll need it as much as I do.”
Her grin matched mine. “You have no idea.”
A moment passed, and she sobered, very much the master again. “Danai’s funeral is in two more days. I know you don’t want to go…”
A heavy sigh escaped me. “The Breaker should be there. The person who caused her death should have the decency to show her face.”
“No, Kimber. You didn’t cause her death. The temple was attacked. There was nothing you did to cause that.”
I tried to protest, but she cut me off with a twitch of her finger.
“No. They would have attacked us even if you weren’t there. Go to be there for Danai and for your own heart. Not because you feel like it’s your fault. If you feel that way, stay home.”
For just a moment, I thought about staying away.
I shook my head. “No. For Mistress Danai, I will be there.”
Chapter Two
~ Kimber ~
I shivered in the cavern, even though it wasn’t the least bit cold. My terror chilled me to the bone.
