He walked toward a door, and the guards to either side opened it with a softly spoken, “Your Highness.”
She grinned.“Did my friend come through here?”
“Yes, mistress.She’s inside, making room for you.”
Ival clapped her hands lightly.
Riimal snorted and carried her inside.The doors closed behind them.Roar could be heard bossing people, there was a movement of soft furnishings, and five minutes later, Roar walked out and smiled.“It’s all set up, and your reflection space now houses the table so that your treatments can be completed easily.There is also a rack with a soft robe so you can choose to get dressed or not.”
Roar smiled.“And now, I will go see my room and get it set up in case Ivy has to come in.She’s particular.I set up your office, Ival.When you are feeling better, your fans have been pelting queries as to when the next book is going to be making its way to the light.”
Ival kicked her feet.“I am going to get on it.The moment I am back to normalish.”
Riimal said softly, “Is it time for your treatment?”
“That’s up to you.I am literally not able to do this myself without slicking up a tarp and rolling around.”
He sighed.“Save it for the anniversary.”
Roar chuckled.“And on that note, see ya.Call me if you want to leave the quarters.”
Roar wandered off to the servants’ side of the apartments and left Ival with the man of the house.
She looked up at him.“So, either a tour or a treatment.Up to you.”
He nodded.“As I am interested in your health and well-being, we will do another treatment.”
She nodded and said, “Please tell me you don’t have another open panel.That was embarrassing.”
He walked into the room with the wide reflecting pool and the massage table.“Fine.I won’t tell you.”
“Fine, but I am keeping my mouth shut this time.I am not going to give the guys an audio show.”
He whispered two words to her, and ice and heat went down her spine in equal measure.Challenge accepted.
She was panting and looking up at Riimal.“Evil.”
He chuckled.“That was fun.”
“It was.What is outside that window?”
“The training ground.”
She clapped a hand over her face and then paused.Her hand flexed and felt normal.Not weirdly sensitive.“My hands are working.”
“Are they?”He was leaning over her.He nuzzled her ear.“What else?”
“I don’t know about my feet, but it seems sex is on the table, so to speak.”
His eyes flickered wildly.“Now?”
“I can smell dinner, so maybe after?Let me catch my breath?”
Riimal nodded and said, “You are not going to be out of my sight.”
“I claim privacy for restroom privileges.”
He chuckled.“Fine.”
