Wrap My Breath Around You

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Wrap My Breath Around You
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My Fairest Bed

“Don’t call me this nonsense,” Erendis chides, quick and sharp with stuttering breath while her maid unlaces her dress and nips down over the exposed ridges of her spine. “The grass hasn’t widowed me - Emerië is my fairest bed, better than the palace’s. The sea did, and Aldarion himself.”

Tittering laughter, Ûrîphêl pulls the dress up over her hips, impatient, and strips her entirely. “I’ve been waiting in the wings ever since he sailed the first time, the prick.”

Despite herself, Erendis also laughs. It’s easier to breathe with air and grass and Ûrîphêl being all that’s on her body.

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