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.Never danced in a forest in the moonlight,never made love in a bed of flowers.I've never known what it was like to be sofree.""Happy, Kayleen." He took her mouth, a little desperately."You're happy.""I love you, Flynn.How could I be happier?"He wanted to keep her loving him.Keep her happy.He wanted to keep herbeautifully naked and steeped in pleasures.More than anything, he wanted to keep her.The hours were whizzing by so quickly, tumbling into days so that he waslosing track of time himself.What did time matter now, to either of them?He could give her anything she wanted here.Anything and everything.Whatwould she miss of the life she had outside? It was ordinary and tedious.Hadn'tshe said so herself? He would see that she never missed what had been.Beforelong she wouldn't even think of it.The life before would be the dream.He taught her to ride, and she was fearless.When he thought of how she'd clungto him in terror when he'd pulled her up onto Dilis the first time, he rationalizedthe change by saying she was simply quick to learn.He hadn't changed herbasic nature, or forced her will.That was beyond his powers and the most essential rule of magic.When she galloped off into the forest, her laughter streaming behind her, he toldhimself he let his mind follow her only to keep her from harm.Yet he knew, deep inside himself, that if she traveled near the edge of his world,he would pull her back.He had that right, Flynn thought, as his hands fisted at his sides.He had claimedher.What he claimed during his imprisonment was his to keep."That is the law." He threw his head back, scowling up at the heavens."It isyour law.She came to me.By rights of magic, by the law of this place, she ismine.No power can take her from me."When the sky darkened, when lightning darted at the black edges of clouds,Flynn stood in the whistling wind, feet planted in challenge.His hair blew wildaround his face, his eyes went emerald-bright.And the power that was his, thatcould not be taken from him, shimmered around him like silver.In his mind he saw Kayleen astride the white horse.She glanced uneasily at thegathering storm, shivered in the fresh chill of the wind.And turned her mount toride back to him.She was laughing again as she raced out of the trees."That was wonderful!" Shethrew her arms recklessly in the air so that Flynn gripped the halter to keep Dilissteady."I want to ride every day.I can't believe the feeling"Feeling, he thought with a vicious tug of guilt, was the one thing he wouldn't beable to offer her much longer."Come, darling." He lifted his arms up to her."We'll put Dilis down for thenight.A storm's coming."She welcomed it too.The wind, the rain, the thunder.It stirred something in her,some whippy thrill that made her feel reckless and bold.When Flynn set the fir eto blaze with a twist of his hand, her eyes danced."I don't suppose you could teach me to do that?"He glanced back at her, the faintest of smiles, the slightest lift of brow."I can't,no.But you've your own magic, Kayleen.""Have I?""It binds me to you, as I've been bound to no other.I will give you a boon.Anythat you ask that is in my power to give.""Any?" A smile played around her mouth now as she looked up at him fromunder her lashes.The blatantly flirtatious move came to her much morenaturally than she'd anticipated."Well, that's quite an offer.I'll have to considervery carefully before making any decision."She wandered the room, trailing a fingertip over the back of the sofa, over thepolished gleam of a table."Would that offer include, say, the sun and themoon?"Look at her, he thought.She grows more beautiful by the hour."Such as these?"He held out his hands.From them dripped a string of luminous white pearlswith a clasp of diamonds.She laughed, even as her breath caught."Those aren't bad, as an example.They're magnificent, Flynn.But I didn't ask for diamonds or pearls.""Then I give them freely [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]