Excerpt from Intrigue In The Summer Court:
"You can't know he won't betray us."
"Ha!" the Pixie's laugh was much harsher than any sound such a small throat should be capable of producing. "Is that what's concerning you?" She turned to the Brownie, "Renny," she pointed to a knife that was sitting on a table by the window, "pick up that knife and stab yourself through the hand."
"Mistress?" he said, startled.
"Now!"
Renny could see in her eyes she was serious. Taking a deep breath, he walked over to the table and picked up the knife. Hoping for, but not expecting, a last minute reprieve, he gave her a pleading look.
Ciane gazed down at her slave imperiously, letting him see in her face the consequences should he fail to obey her.
Gulping, the Brownie closed his eyes and plunged the knife through his palm, stifling a shriek of pain.
"Good," said the Pixie, "now pull it out and do it again."
He looked at her, hoping he had misheard. There was a look of sadistic glee, almost sexual in nature, on her face, and he knew that she had not only said it, she was enjoying it. Doing his best to steel himself against the pain, he yanked the knife out and plunged it through his hand again. He couldn't help but watch in macabre fascination as his blood dripped on the floor, and he butchered his lips to keep from crying out. As his breaths came in shuddering gasps, his eyes were drawn inexorably to hers.
"Again!"
Panting from the agony, Renny quickly pulled the knife out of his hand and thrust it back through. He couldn't keep from moaning and quivering in pain; though, even as he stood there, the wounds were beginning to close.
As he groaned and shivered, Ciane flitted over and alighted on his arm. With an incongruent delicacy, she reached out and dipped a minuscule finger into the blood that continued to pour from the wounds. She placed her blood-coated finger in her mouth and licked it clean, the expression on her face orgasmic. Turning to the Elf with an arrogant expression, she said, "I think this proves he can be trusted to do as he's told. Now, how is the rest of the plan progressing?"
"Ha!" the Pixie's laugh was much harsher than any sound such a small throat should be capable of producing. "Is that what's concerning you?" She turned to the Brownie, "Renny," she pointed to a knife that was sitting on a table by the window, "pick up that knife and stab yourself through the hand."
"Mistress?" he said, startled.
"Now!"
Renny could see in her eyes she was serious. Taking a deep breath, he walked over to the table and picked up the knife. Hoping for, but not expecting, a last minute reprieve, he gave her a pleading look.
Ciane gazed down at her slave imperiously, letting him see in her face the consequences should he fail to obey her.
Gulping, the Brownie closed his eyes and plunged the knife through his palm, stifling a shriek of pain.
"Good," said the Pixie, "now pull it out and do it again."
He looked at her, hoping he had misheard. There was a look of sadistic glee, almost sexual in nature, on her face, and he knew that she had not only said it, she was enjoying it. Doing his best to steel himself against the pain, he yanked the knife out and plunged it through his hand again. He couldn't help but watch in macabre fascination as his blood dripped on the floor, and he butchered his lips to keep from crying out. As his breaths came in shuddering gasps, his eyes were drawn inexorably to hers.
"Again!"
Panting from the agony, Renny quickly pulled the knife out of his hand and thrust it back through. He couldn't keep from moaning and quivering in pain; though, even as he stood there, the wounds were beginning to close.
As he groaned and shivered, Ciane flitted over and alighted on his arm. With an incongruent delicacy, she reached out and dipped a minuscule finger into the blood that continued to pour from the wounds. She placed her blood-coated finger in her mouth and licked it clean, the expression on her face orgasmic. Turning to the Elf with an arrogant expression, she said, "I think this proves he can be trusted to do as he's told. Now, how is the rest of the plan progressing?"
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Can't wait? It's coming soon!!! :-) In the meantime, have you read Taken By The Huntsman and Bound By The Summer Prince? If not, why not start there? ;-)
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