Chapter 7
Magnus woke just before dawn to soft snoring from the young man wrapped in his arms. He held him tight, loath to lose the closeness. Soon it would be time to wake his prince, break their fast, and begin training him again. They would need all the daylight hours to prepare as best they could. They would run out of time in short order, so they dared not dally too long.
He’d taken Roland a second time in the middle of the night when the prince had awakened and rubbed his ass against Magnus. How was he to resist such an invitation? He disentangled himself from Roland, being careful not to wake him. He would allow him a few more moments.
Standing, he gathered his clothes and dressed quickly. Then he slipped out of the dwelling, armed with his sword. To the east the sky had already
