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thoughtful. And kind of creepy.” She yawned in exhaustion. She hadn’t realized how tired she was until this moment.
    He drew back the covers for her and, once she had climbed in, he tucked her in and got into the bed on the other side. “Goodnight, Graylin . We will talk more in the morning.”
    He leaned back and closed his eyes. She looked over and felt a twinge of disappointment. Fatigue quickly washed over her and she was out like a light, all her lust banked for the next day.
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 7
     
     
    The smells of breakfast woke her. A tray being lowered into place over her got her to open her eyes more than anything else would have. She sat up as he held the bed-tray in place and surveyed his offering. Eggs, bacon, sausage, toast, fruit, juice and coffee. Everything a growing carnivore needed.
    “Thank you, Rikard . This is very thoughtful.” She tucked in to the meal and groaned in delight at the flavours bursting on her tongue. She had been eating dehydrated food for only a week, but it seemed like forever.
    “I found your camping gear and figured that a change might be welcome from the dry rations and peanut butter sandwiches.” He grinned at her, and in is white starched shirt, open at the collar, and blue jeans, he looked a lot more casual than she had ever imagined him.
    “So, what do you have planned for today?” She tried to be coy, but while munching on a strip of bacon, it was tough to pull off.
    He snatched a sausage from her tray. “Well, you are going to get dressed and we are going to Realm to register you with the council. As you are an adult, you have to appear in person.”
    “I thought that it was handled by you when we first…you know.” She waved her hand to indicate the bed.
    “If you had been pregnant, then yes. But as you are not, it means that you need to register your pedigree with the council.” He gave her neck and shoulders a look, “Why aren’t you pregnant by the way? You were in heat when we mated.”
    “Uh, anti-pregnancy spell? It has been most useful over the years.” The damned blush was back.
    “Again you have told me of a spell that I have never seen or heard of before. Tell me, is the tale they are telling of a living Archive true?”
    “What are they saying?”
    “That there is a female Archive, unaffiliated with any council, and she was a member of your little group of friends.”
    “Do they know where she is?”
    “No, not yet. But they are looking, with every means they have.”
    George closed her eyes and thanked the powers for small favours. The more time Jinx had, the better her chance of escaping a fate of incarceration.
    She methodically made her way through the food, her previous enjoyment squelched by the news about Jinx.
    “Are my clothes dry yet?” She changed the topic with her usual subtlety.
    “I am afraid not. You will have to wear something from your new wardrobe.”
    “You picked out clothing for me?”
    “Well, your mother did help.” He opened the wardrobe and gestured to the collection of clothing within. “She gave me your sizes. I made the selections.”
    “So, we are really going to Realm?” She stood and made her way to the dozen dresses, selection of jeans and pile of t-shirts. The underwear was in a drawer, as were socks and stockings. “Um, I don’t wear stockings. I just wear dresses with bare legs.”
    “Hmm. Not proper, but with your skin tone, you can pull it off.” He eyed her legs. If she wasn’t mistaken, he licked his lips.
    Perhaps putting on an extra layer wouldn’t hurt. A garter belt was in the lingerie drawer and after selecting a matching set of bra and panties she slipped it on and began to carefully work the silk of the stocking up her thigh.
    It took patience and a good manicure to put on stockings; she had to be extra careful as her nails hadn’t had any attention for a week. Rikard was no help. He had pulled up a chair to watch her.
    As the straps fastened the stockings,