I busied myself with chores until the woman calmed down. Once she no longer sniffled, Haakon sent her to bathe her face and hair. It killed me, but I pretended to ignore the splashing and soft sighs of our mate as she enjoyed the water I’d warmed for her.
You can watch, you know. She’s your mate as much as she is mine. The heat in Haakon’s voice told me he’d enjoyed the whole show.
Next time.
Once we have her in our lodge, we should keep her naked.
I couldn’t think ahead to a home with a mate. There was still so much danger. The Corpse King hadn’t found us yet, but if Haakon didn’t heal quickly, it was only a matter of time.
When Laurel stepped out of the bath, I was waiting for her. Steeling myself, I raised a new shift, woven from the softest linen and hemmed with beautiful needlewo
