The Best Deceptions: A Lesbian Medieval Fantasy (Deception Series Book 1) by Victoria Pink

Author:Victoria Pink [Pink, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2017-05-09T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

The feast was long and rambunctious. Aleesi had said it would be the highlight of the night, and she was correct. It was much more memorable than the ten minute ceremony.

Four fights had broken out over a roasted goose—Nadira said that was substantially less than usual—and the painted dancers danced around the tables set with more foods and drinks and delicacies than she had been expecting.

Fiona sat by Nadira's side at the head of the table, murmuring things every so often when she was intrigued by some custom she was unfamiliar with. Otherwise, she had merely watched the interactions and behaviors of the people in attendance—including the stoic and very thirsty Nadira.

But now, in their bedroom several hours later, she's tired of being quiet.

Fiona’s crown drops to stone floor of her bedroom with a heavy clank. The wine coursing through her has made her giddy and she laughs, reaching out to pinch the other woman's arm.

"You look better without it, don't you think?" Nadira replies with a smirk, pretending like she knocked it off by accident. "I feel more like ourselves this way."

"You did look stunning today," Fiona replies as her fingers loosen the cape on Nadira's shoulders. She staggers slightly with a giggle. Nadira steadies her by the elbows. "But I prefer you in what you normally wear."

"Why's that?"

"It's just what I think of you wearing when I think of you," she replies with a coy grin. "The outfit of a warrior if I recall correctly."

Nadira's eyebrow teasingly rises. "So you think of me often?"

Fiona tsks, her head shaking. "I didn't say that."

"But you meant it," Nadira replies, falling against the edge of the bed to remove her shoes.

She rolls her eyes playfully. "Whatever you say, Nadira."

"Don't," Nadira tries and fails to look serious, "I mean absolutely do not give me that passive attitude."

"Or what?" She asks, with a shimmy of her shoulders.

Nadira grasps her waist and pulls so that she's standing between Nadira's knees. "Or I'll have to be aggressive to make up for it."

"I don't think you have it in you, Nadira," Fiona quips, her fingers twisting in brown curls to untame them. "I've made you quite the push-over lately."

Nadira's forehead drops against her chest as she emits a low, muffled chuckle. "Ugh. I think you're right."

And to drive her point home, she pushes Nadira away and turns so that her own back is facing the Amadi. "Unlace me."

"Well since you asked so nicely," Nadira retorts, though her fingers are already unsteadily untying the knot to loosen the strings.

The laces come out one by one, and her breath hitches as Nadira's roughened fingers slide down her bare spine as each inch of skin is revealed; causing goosebumps to form in their wake. She hears Nadira moving around behind her, but before she can look, Nadira is standing in front of her with a somber, but reverent gaze.

"Your eyes," Nadira starts, her fingers running across Fiona's perfectly arched eyebrow. "Sometimes they're as green as grass. Sometimes gold like straw.

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