And he knew all too well how cold the dawn could be upon waking alone.
“Marien.” Eduard’s voice dropped to a whisper, forcing his wife to tamp down her emotions if she wanted to hear him. “God. I know I owe you. I’ve taken more from you than a man has a right to, and for that, I am sorry. Whatever happens between Reza and myself will not disturb your lifestyle here, believe me.”
Crossing her arms before her bosom, Marien muttered, “Why should I? You lie so prettily when it serves your needs, Eduard. I’ve heard the things you tell the servants to lure them to your room. How are the things you say to me any different?”
“Because you know me best.” Eduard allowed himself a small grin, which only made her frown harder. “Marien, please. After all the years we’ve been together, you know when I
