He grinned. “You do know how to motivate a man, Princess.” With one last kiss, I started for the door. Before I could push it open, Torben smacked me on my backside. I glanced over my shoulder. “Behave,” he said in a deep, warning-filled voice.
“I always do,” I said with a smirk.
“Right, and I wear a dressing gown to bed every night.”
I laughed. “That’s a lovely mental image to give me, my love. Thank you.”
He shook his head, though there was a smile on his lips.
When I rounded the corner of the hut, I found Myra staring at the ground. Intrigued, I headed over and peered down. She was inspecting a collection of stones bearing strange symbols carved into their faces.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Scrying, or at least trying to. It’s not exactly the simplest and most reliable of spe
