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Is that Crete?”

“Yes.”

“You’re very talented. Just looking at these makes me want to go on a long Mediterranean vacation.” Before

he could formulate a response, she pointed to the sketch of herself. “And this is flattering. I didn’t even know

you were there that night.”

“It wasn’t meant to flatter.”

“I didn’t mean that in a bad way. I meant you made me look pretty and powerful, and that’s flattering.”

“That is how I see you,” he h l D‡said.

“Really?”

“I will never lie to you.”

“Some people would say evasion and omission are lies,” she said bluntly.

“Mikado, if the goddess has commanded me to do or not do something—or to say or not say something—I

must obey her. I have given her my oath.”

“Okay, I understand that. I’m sorry. It’s just extremely frustrating for me to be in a situation where I don’t

know all the facts.”

“If I could answer all your questions, I swear to you that I would,” he said.

“Well, that’s something I guess.” She sighed and looked back at the walls of the cave. “How about you show

me around? This place is incredible.”

He didn’t move from the doorframe. “Is that why you came here, Mikado, to have me show you my lair?”

“No. I came because I wanted to see you.”

“Why?”

“Because you didn’t come to me today. I missed you, especially after I cast the spell that would allow men

Into the realm.”

“I am not—” he began.

“Jeesh, enough! Didn’t we go over this yesterday? I know you’re not a man, but man or not, when I was

casting the spell, you were who I thought of,” she said.

He looked away from her, and she could see the tension in his jaw and the way his hands kept clenching into

fists.

“I know.” His voice sounded strained. “I felt the spell, and I felt you thinking of me. I wish you would not.”

“Why?” It was her turn to ask.

“Because I cannot bear it!”

Mikki thought it sounded like he had to grind the words between his teeth to get them out.

“I wasn’t afraid of you last night,” she said abruptly.

“I saw the fear and loathing in your eyes, but I do not blame you. I wanted only to hold you in my arms and

kiss you, and I couldn’t do even that small, ordinary thing without becoming a beast.”

“You didn’t want to do any more than to just kiss me?” she asked, smiling seductively at him.

His eyes narrowed. “If I show you my lair, will you leave me in peace, Empousa?”

“Probably not.”

“I thought you were not mean-spirited; I see that I was mistaken,” he said woodenly.

“I’m not being mean-spirited! I’m just doing a really awful job of trying t yoСЂ†o explain myself. I’m

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nervous, and I don’t know how to put what I’m feeling into words.” She wanted to fidget or pace, but she

forced herself to be still and look him in the eye. “You didn’t hurt me last night, and I wasn’t afraid of you. I

wanted you, even more so when it got a little rough between us. I liked it, Asterius. Your power—the strength

in your body that you barely hold in check—is more passion than I’ve ever known in my life. Until I met you,

men were inconsequential to me. And now I think I know why. They always seemed weak, especially when I

compared them to the women who had raised me. You see, Asterius, I need someone who is more than a

man. Last night when I realized that, the truth of my passion did frighten me. My fear had been formed by the

voices I’d heard all my life—the voices of a mundane world that would be shocked by what I feel for you.”

Asterius didn’t speak for a long time; he just stared at her as if trying to comprehend something she had said

that was very important to him, but spoken in a language he barely understood. Finally, he said, “Would you

still like to see the rest of my lair?”

“I would.”

He stepped from the doorway. “This is my bedchamber.” He gestured for her to precede him into the room.

She walked through the arched doorway and entered the room. She could feel him follow her. Her whole

body was attuned to his presence, as if he was a cobra and she was attempting to charm him. Then the beauty

of the room registered. It was smaller than the main room, and it, too, had torches that gave off no smoke.

Only here there were fewer of them so the room was dimly lit. The floor was covered with thick animal pelts,

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