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The threat in her tone served only to bring Larkspur back to his senses. His eyes widened with a start, recognizing that she was now pulling her rank over his head. She could cast him out without a second thought. She could take his children from him. Yet as she went on, he saw that the pretense of their relationship was one based only on their offspring. If that was what she desired, then it would be Eris who took the fall when the curse befell her children.
Her hand, bleeding that tainted whore blood, was forced into his face. The words she spoke were not a request, and he knew to disobey them would be treason. This was a fragile game he played. Unlike Eris, Larkspur would not risk his life to face the wrath of earthbound beasts. Slowly, he advanced. Slowly, he extended his neck and tongue, running the rough pink thing over the wound. Her blood tasted strange to him. He lowered his eyes and ears, giving her the satisfaction he knew she would desire.
She had already damned their children, in his eyes.
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