The Empress's New Clothes by Jaid Black

Author:Jaid Black [Black, Jaid]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Erotica, Fiction
Published: 2011-03-26T00:00:00+00:00

“Nay!” Kil denied, clearly affronted, “the man is joined with you!” He shook his head. “I have ten brazen, lusty servants awaiting their transfer to their new masters—not to mention the ever ready Myn—begging every hour upon the hour for Zor to give them their woman’s joy.”

He shook his head again. “My brother barely notices their presence, let alone responds to them.”

“Really?” Kyra asked quietly, hopefully.

“Aye, really.”

They sat in silence for a moment or two until Kyra sighed, gesturing toward Kil. “Why did you come here?” she asked simply.

“Because I love my brother,” Kil answered without hesitation, “and because my brother loves you.” He craned his neck down to her, surveying her expression. “You believe otherwise?”

At Kyra’s shrug, he prodded her to reveal more. “Why do you think this?”

Kyra inhaled deeply, throwing her head back and gazing up at the low hanging green moon.

“Where I come from, a man in love would never let a brother do what you did to me. Never.”

“And you think Zor didn’t hurt from it?”

“Did he?”

“Aye.” Kil slashed a hand through the air. “He did his duty, though it tore him to pieces, not knowing what it was I was up here doing to you. Aye, ‘tis against the laws of succession for a lesser husband to stick his rod into his elder brother’snee’ka , but think you there are not some who would do it anyway, caught up in the frenzy of the gentling?”

Kil’s lips curled into a snarl, twisting his scar menacingly. “Think you my brother was at training, passing a fair day?” he growled. “He took to the bottle, so overset he was.”

Kyra bit her lip. “Then why allow it—insist upon it—in the first place?”

“’Tis the holy law.”

“He’s an Emperor, a High King. He can change the law.”

Kil shook his head. “Nay. How can I make you understand?” Taking a deep breath and muttering something about primitive first dimension notions, he began again. “For all of Tryston’s pleasure-seeking, we are also a people steeped in tradition, many of them so ancient we don’t remember when or where they began. The laws of succession are amongst those ancient ways. What you, Kyra, have likened to a smack in the face, was the very same tradition that Zor used to prove his caring of you.”

Kyra rolled her eyes, not believing it for a moment.

Kil grabbed her by the chin, his nostrils flaring. “Do not,” he said quietly, “do that.” He made a gentle rubbing motion on her cheeks to soften the fierceness of his words, then released her. “I am being very serious,” he said as he settled back upon the cot.

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