Heart of Shattered Glass by J. Darlene Everly

Author:J. Darlene Everly
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wishing Well Books LLC

CHAPTER 32

ALL OF THEM

Our tent was larger than I was expecting.

Standing in the middle of it, I couldn’t help but smile.

“Are the barracks tents this nice?” I asked and Tristan slipped his arms around me, his chest to my back and his palms on my stomach.

“Unfortunately, General Pace thinks tents like this are too extravagant.” He kissed my neck, and I could feel his grin.

My tent was shaped like an x. Three of the offshoots held beds almost as large and opulent as our beds at the palace, filling those sections of the tent from one wall to the other.

Gus and Jacquetta directed the guards carrying in our trunks to the beds that the trunks belonged at the foot of.

If I had my way, I would have put them somewhere I didn’t have to climb over them to get into bed, but I let Gus and Jacquetta set everything up as they chose. Which included moving the round dining table and all four chairs around it to the front of the tent and putting the two desks together with their chairs side by side in the space closest to the beds.

Narrowing my eyes as they unloaded some things from the trunks onto the desks, I shook my head.

They were turning the desks into vanities.

Here.

It didn’t matter, we had a lot of work to do.

“What about your tent?” I whispered, turning my head to kiss Tristan’s cheek.

“Do you want to see it?” His voice was even lower than mine, right into my ear, his lips brushing the earlobe.

A pounding coursed through my veins. I knew I needed to move soon, or I was likely to break my own rule and kiss him even if it was in front of all the people around us who were so far dutifully ignoring us.

“Of course.”

He grinned and broke away, taking my hand to turn us toward the door.

We made our way through the guards moving at steady clips all over the training grounds as all the last things to get this whole process started were put into place.

Two tents and a main thoroughfare sat between Tristan’s and mine, which was fine with me. It would look good for those people who cared, and work well for him coming to spend his nights with me.

But before we reached it, I knew it was his.

Larger than mine, yet still dwarfed by the barracks tents and some of the others the guard were using for I didn’t know what, it was as black as the Obsidian Palace with small flags of the Dragon King sigil flying from the center post and all the corners.

“Subtle,” I muttered, and he grinned.

“For some reason, General Pace said this would be good for morale.” He tugged me in the canvas door, and I had to think about that later.

Inside the tent, it was much larger than I assumed from outside.

Right inside the doorway were two guards, just past them were dummies with different suits of light and heavy armor hanging on them.

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