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    magnificent male part. She shivered.
    Damien was not in the room. Her heart sank. Not wanting to
    acknowledge the feelings suddenly stirring inside her, Elise gathered a
    thin sheet from the bed and got up. She wrapped the sheet around
    herself, wincing at the soreness between her thighs. She stepped out
    of the room, her legs shaking.
    The moment she left Damien's chamber, Elise found herself back in
    her father's Cottage, dressed in her simple gray dress. Fear suddenly
    gripped her. Immediately she grabbed the pendant Damien had given
    her. Almost instantly, she heard a deep resonating dis-embodied
    voice.
    No fear sweet Elise. I am with you. When the King's men come
    and take you back to the castle, just do as you did before. All will be
    well.
    Damien's voice faded into the wind. The door to the cottage swung
    open and a burly knight, she recognized from before appeared.
    "Are you ready lass?"
    Elise nodded.

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CHAPTER SIX
    Damien watched Elise step into the King's carriage. Anger stirred
    in his gut for a moment when the big man held onto her small waist as
    she climbed in. The thought of another man touching her, no matter
    how innocent, created unusual feelings of possessiveness that
    confused him.
    His kind did not have emotions. Leastways, not the kind that
    govern mortals. Yet it was undeniable, the sudden sensations he felt
    whenever Elise got close. Even now, her scent permeated around
    him. It clung to his skin, drowning him in her sweet essence.
    His cock pulsed and lengthened with the memory of their
    lovemaking. Lovemaking? Was that what they had shared? Bah! He
    had fucked her. That was all. Fucked her and relished every
    succulent second of it. Relished her. And he longed for more, needed
    more. Nothing would ever satisfy him again.
    Never had he felt such intense pleasure in another living being.
    Elise... Strange warmth settled inside his chest. He looked around the
    empty dining hall. It lacked something. Something he had long ago
    given up on. They had made love. Elise had somehow burrowed into
    his shriveled heart and awakened a need that Damien would have
    never thought possible.
    Elise... Her name echoed in his mind and for once in centuries since
    his imprisonment within the walls of Darkhaven, a tiny flicker of hope
    began to spark deep inside his dark soul.
    Damien flashed himself to his study. Opening the dark oak armoire
    next to his bookshelves, he pulled out the ancient scrolls and unrolled
    them. Long ago, he had sent his servants to Hades, on a quest to find
    the Scrolls of Damnation. It seemed almost futile, yet he couldn't help
    the sudden flare of determination, leading him to search again for an
    end to his curse. A name that was all he needed; the name of the one
    who imprisoned him. This time he would find it.

    * * * *
Elise sat on the floor of a large cave. Before her was an impossible
    task. She had been dumped in the middle of Spirit Isle. It was a

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    barren wasteland that had once been used by mages and witches as a
    place of worship. Now it lay lifeless and full of old wives tales that
    had been passed down to every generation by the local townsfolk.
    However, it wasn't the stories of curses, ghosts or evil that lurked
    here, which frightened Elise. It was the enormous piles of stones
    covering nearly every inch of the circular cavern.
    Each pile had crates of golden straw, she recognized from the first
    trial. She was to weave baskets with the straw and miraculously
    transform every stone in to rubies, diamonds and sapphires.
    Elise got up and walked to the entrance to watch the king's men row
    away from the isle. Once they were far enough away, she ducked
    back in and stood in the middle of the cave.
    Taking a deep breath, Elise grasped the pendant around her neck
    and prayed for a miracle. The moment her palm touched it, the
    pendant began to hum. She lowered her hand and opened her eyes.
    Elise gasped and took a step back. Like before, the tiny gargoyle
    creatures