I hear you. I smell you. I taste you. You are near, aren't you? The first orb has awakened me from my long slumber, a slumber that had been long and lonely. For hundreds of years, I have been patiently waiting, waiting to be reconnected with you as you had promised, sweet witch, and that promise has been the only blood that has kept my sleeping heart pumping.
Awaken me, sweet witch. Reclaim my heart and rekindle my soul.
*****
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"Because I just found out, Captain. Maxy told the king while I was present."
Dreama just stared at the young lieutenant, her mouth temporarily dropping open. "You were privy to the entire meeting?"
"Yes, Captain."
"Why would the king presume to let a lowly lieutenant like you attend a military meeting like that?"
Clawson bristled under her ridicule but forced himself not to show it. Maybe it had been a bad idea to try to get into her pants by agreeing to supply her with information concerning the Gryphon Prophecy. "I don't know, Captain. I didn't ask him; I merely delivered my report and remained when he didn't dismiss me."
"Hmpf!" She grunted, flinging herself in a chair, her mind still angrily ruminating on the blowjob she'd given Maxy and the manner in which he treated her afterwards. She didn't know what made her angrier: the fact that he came in her mouth for free or that he'd already divined her true intentions so quickly. "
I
should have been at that meeting."