You raise it to you and you whisper in my ear that you are going to make my migraine goes away and then you slip the black cloth over my head and down... covering my eyes. You kiss me deeply your tongue exploring my mouth. I feel you leave the bed and a little click from the end of the bed. I hear you leave the room again and a few moments later you return. Just under the edge of my blindfold I see a hint of light coming from the hall. I hear you next to me and the bowl of ice clinking. The next. ”Either he didn’t hear me or he didn’t bother to answer after that, getting up and going to another table to check on there progress. Meanwhile I became lost in my own little world as I tended to do when I started drawing. What started off as a hobby to escape the hell my sisters put me through soon became the one thing I could be proud of. The problem was that I felt like I wasn’t improving, like I had somehow peaked with my drawing skills and it bugged the hell out of me trying to figure out. Or the university student Stian Holth needed to die, and in such spectacular way that there would be no question about his death. Even if I didn’t like that idea too much.Only now it seemed that I would not need to fake my death since I was sure that, as soon as Rurik and this Magician got the information they needed, they would not leave me alive. Most likely they believed that I was like Rudolf, that I was working here to spy for the Royals. The Royals who most likely had no idea who I was or. As for Fabio... they’d reached an agreement.She’d told Fabio knew about Nukuma because he'd noticed the change in her almost immediately. Despite her efforts to keep things secret, subtle things that only a husband would notice gave the game away. He demanded to know what was happening. Initially, Vivianna accused him of being paranoid, but after Nukuma took her for the second time she had to confess. Their fucking had been more passionate, more brutal, more intense than she'd ever experienced.