A Willful Romantic (Ganymede Quartet Book 3) by Darrah Glass

Author:Darrah Glass
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: historical fantasy, coming of age, mm romance, slavery fantasy, gay romance
Published: 2015-04-07T22:00:00+00:00

Sunday morning, Martin let Henry sleep late.

“I thought you might be hung over, Henry.”

“I think I’m all right.” Henry swung his feet over the side of the bed and stretched. He felt a little creaky, perhaps, but not too bad. “How do you feel today?”

“Well, I didn’t really drink, but I’m a little tired. I’m sure they’re even more tired downstairs, though, having to clean everything up last night.”

Henry had not considered this, of course. Selfishly, he hoped that the quality of his breakfast wouldn’t suffer secondary to the kitchen slaves being up all night washing punch glasses. Quick on the heels of these selfish thoughts, he decided that he would be willing to overlook substandard offerings from the kitchen knowing how hard the slaves had worked for the party.

Henry washed, shaved and dressed and went downstairs to the breakfast room, which he had entirely to himself.

“Do you want to eat with me?” he asked.

“I’ll drink some coffee, Sir, if that’s all right.” Martin went to the sideboard to prepare himself a cup. “And maybe I’ll have a scone, as well.”

“Whatever you want,” Henry told him. He was relieved that his breakfast was as varied and tasty as ever, with no negative impact from the slaves’ late night, and so he was not put in the position of having to be magnanimous.

Martin sat beside him with his coffee and scone, and Henry smiled at him between bites of pancake.

“Was that what a slave party is normally like?”

“Well, it was my first party outside of my House, Sir, so I don’t have anything to compare it to, really, but it was quite like parties back at Ganymede.”

“Really? At Ganymede there was all the—” and here Henry lowered his voice “—sex going on, too?”

“Oh, certainly, Sir.” Martin nodded in the affirmative. “But you know our lives are different than yours, Sir. In some particular ways, we have more freedoms.”

Henry wanted his life and Martin’s to be the same, for them to have the same freedoms, the same amount of leeway, and felt jealous again thinking of how wantonly Arthur had kissed Tom, how delighted Jerry had been to kiss them both.

“I know this party was a little different, though, Sir, in that your father allowed it to be held here, at your house. Usually, slave parties are held downtown at dance halls or other rented rooms. Most masters don’t want all the commotion on their premises, you see.”

This was another thing that the head of an old family would know, Henry thought: not to have slave parties in the family home. Having the party here had probably been nicer for the slaves, but he supposed it might make his family seem tawdry, low-class. It might make it seem like the Blackwells sanctioned all the indiscriminate fucking that slaves engaged in.

“How often did you have parties like that at Ganymede?”

“Not often, Sir.” Martin broke off a bit of scone and ate it. “We’d have smaller parties at Thanksgiving and Christmas, and another for

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