“Good.” She turned and started toward the door. “In future, you may want to discuss these sorts of concerns with your uncle Bram first. He’s very good at knowing how to handle situations before they ever have to come to me. The mark of a good representative of a queen, wouldn’t you say?” She opened the door and looked back at Var. “And you, my good lad, still have a bit more to learn.”

After the queen walked out, slamming the door behind her, Bram and Frederick went across the room, picked up the table and carried it back until it was in front of Var again. They then pulled their chairs out and sat down.

Var, eyes downcast, said, “That was a bit of a miscalculation on my part.”

Bram and Frederick exchanged surprised glances. The boy wasn’t one for admitting when he’d screwed up. It wasn’t in his nature. He might be thinking it, but he rarely admitted it.

“It was,” Bram agreed. “But you care about your kin. Nothing wrong with that.”

“So what do I need to do next time?”

“Make sure there’s not a next time.”

“Do you know what your mother does?” Frederick asked. “She learns from others’ mistakes. But she especially learns from her own. Master that, and I’m sure you’ll keep your head.”

Frowning deeply, Var turned to gape at his human cousin, his mouth open.

“What?” Frederick asked. “We all know how Annwyl is about witches and her kin. Especially kin that are witches. You cross that line, Var, and she’ll take your head right off.”

Bram laughed and his grandnephew now looked at him with his mouth open.

“Oh, Var, you have to know that your cousin is right.”

Chapter Twenty-Six

Chapter Twenty-Six

They didn’t bother to leave the room and no one visited. Not even Uther and Caswyn. Food was left at the door for them along with a jade jar of salve with handwritten directions explaining how it was to be used on Brannie’s back.

Somehow, that particular process led to Branwen being held upside down with Aidan’s cock in her mouth.

She didn’t mind, though. No. Not at all.

Because Aidan was not one of those stingy bastards who expected to receive but wasn’t much in the way of giving. For every time she had the Mì-runach’s cock in her mouth, she would soon find herself with her legs over his shoulders and his head bobbing between her thighs.

All of that was amazing too, but there was just something about Aidan being buried deep inside her, fucking her hard. Or sometimes fucking her slow and easy. It didn’t really matter which, it all just felt . . . perfect.

Brannie didn’t know what was happening. She should have been done with Aidan the Divine a while ago. After their first time.