ELIA
They made love again in the furs, then dozed for an hour. Elia woke, her chest bursting with happiness, and her body sore, but tingling for more.
She rolled over happily to find Reth laying, one arm under his head, staring at the ceiling. The lanterns were on and they bathed his skin in a warm glow that made her want to lick him. But she forced herself not to start anything. Instead, she rested her head on his arm and threw her arm over his chest.
He turned his head and kissed her lightly. "Good morning."
"It's the best morning ever," she said, smiling.
He raised one eyebrow and gave a lopsided grin. "Is that right, Queen Elia?"
She snorted. "I'm no more a Queen now than I was twelve hours ago."
"No less, actually. But tell that to my people," he grumbled.
