Straightaway, she’d called to the guard, “Oh, boys?” She’d sauntered to the glass in only her black lace bra and panties. “I need some assistance,” When they slowed, agog, she’d purred, “Can one of you...

No ale for the girl, Birgit,” Aidan said to the woman. “Do we not have milk?”Regin’s face heated. And all the worse, because she would dearly love some milk.