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something out of the corner of his eye. He pulled his dagger free and turned to his left to find a creature with half his face burned off coming at him. He ducked as a meaty fist came at his face. As he straightened, he plunged the dagger into the belly of the beast. The creature gave a grunt of pain. Aimery stepped back and withdrew his weapon.
    The beast stared at him with his one good eye. He reached for Aimery with one of his long arms, which Aimery easily avoided. Black goo oozed from the wound Aimery had inflicted.

    The creature pitched forward before he crumpled to the ground.
    “What is that?” Kyndra asked as she stood beside him.
    Aimery shrugged. “I’ve never seen the like before. Let’s move on.” They hurried through the streets, stopping every now and again when something moved in the shadows. Aimery didn’t like the city. It held too many vantage points for others and none for him and Kyndra. Once on the mountain, he would feel safer. Once in the castle and speaking to Eldar, then he would feel as though they stood a chance.
    Aimery halted and pushed Kyndra against a building, his arm across her front. Her hand came up and held on to him. He felt the slight tremble in her fingers, and he hated that he couldn’t give her a measure of safety.
    “What is it?” she whispered.
    He shrugged, unable to determine what had made him stop. He detected nothing but, in a place such as Thav, nothing could be your death.
    “Stay against the buildings.”
    Aimery kept his hand on Kyndra as they moved slowly through the shadows. There was movement up ahead, but of what he didn’t know. It wasn’t until he reached the three ‐ story structure and heard the music that he realized why there was so much activity.
    “It’s a pub,” he murmured.
    No sooner had he said the words than a woman walked out of the door nude, her small breasts swaying as she walked. As soon as she stopped, a man stepped out of the shadows and cupped her breast, giving her nipple a pinch.
    Her head tilted back, and a sigh reached them when the man began to suckle her nipple.
    Aimery wondered if Kyndra had ever seen a man and woman together to realize what they were doing. The subtle shift of her feet told him she was uncomfortable.
    The woman’s head lifted and looked right at Aimery. “Who’s there?” she demanded.
    “Bloody hell,” Aimery growled and jerked Kyndra to him. There wasn’t time for words, not if he wanted to get them out alive.
    He turned so that he flattened her against the building and put his back to the woman.
    Kyndra’s soft body met his, and Aimery barely held back a moan as desire shot through him. Her lips parted in question and, before she could speak, he covered her mouth with his.

Chapter Seven
    Kyndra forgot to breathe as Aimery’s lips moved over hers. The shock of it left her stiff, but the feel of his tongue against her lips made her blood heat. His arms molded her body to his, pushing her against the building. She never knew the hard length of a man could feel so…
    exhilarating.
    Her hands gripped his arms, the muscles beneath her fingers straining. His head titled as his tongue swept between her lips to touch hers. Of their own accord, her arms wrapped around his neck. His body moved against hers, sending ripples of pleasure bursting through her to center between her legs in a deep throb.
    Just as suddenly as he had kissed her, he lifted his head.
    “I had to think fast,” he whispered.
    She nodded, unsure of what to say, or if she should say anything. No one had ever kissed her before and, now that Aimery had, she found she enjoyed it entirely too much. She tried to get her breathing under control, but every time she thought of Aimery’s mouth her heart accelerated again.
    “Kyndra.”
    She forced her gaze to meet Aimery’s. Pull yourself together. It was just a kiss. Just a kiss that had left her rattled, weak. Vulnerable.
    His brow furrowed. “I’m not going to apologize for kissing you.