Re: The Taming of the Raven
Suddenly, she was polite and respectful. He knew that it wouldn't last, and he just had to be around her. Sooner or later, she'd slip again. It was inevitable. The Blacks were all like that. For a moment, he wondered if Stephen was enjoying his own Black, but then he concentrated on her again. Merlin, he really was enjoying touching her when he knew that she wanted to cut his hands off, if not kill him outright.
"You'll stay for dinner and the cake, and then you can give the happy couple your best wishes. Only then, you can leave. Do you understand, pretty one?" He turned her head, cupping one cheek and kissed her. "Now, let's get ready. We'll have to fix your neck and cheek before we go back." She could deal with the other pain until later. "Let's go back to the wedding."