Simeon
"You're telegraphing your moves too much," I chided Avery and tapped her sword with mine. "Again."
I expected her to complain or argue. Instead, she lifted her sword, coming at me with a high blow, followed immediately with a low one.
"Good. Now don't be afraid to throw in a kick or elbow." I nodded. "Just because we're learning to fence, doesn't mean you can't get down and dirty with your enemy."
Her blush colored her cheeks. Even though she'd been queen for months and had claimed all three of us verbally, she and I hadn't consummated our relationship yet. Whenever we got too carried away, something inside stopped me. Froze me and I couldn't continue. Images of choking her filled me. I had made excuse after excuse for not continuing, but she started to suspect. Mustn't allow he
