Shadow's Claim
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Caspion hammed it up for the audience, raising his sword. They went wild.
And what would this crowd sound like if Trehan was the one who slew him? Sentiment so strong could be turned around, but only by a far more charismatic leader than Trehan.
And what if I can't turn her sentiment from the demon? He had many advantages over Caspion: age, strength, wisdom. Bettina valued none of these things.
Caspion's words played in his mind. She might be your Bride, but she'll never be your wife. And perhaps, deep down, a small part of Trehan feared the demon might be right.
Yet there's one thing I can do for her. One thing to win her. . . .
When Caspion's challenger, the remaining Cerunno, slithered into the ring, Bettina's nervousness redoubled.
Trehan could hear her heart racing for that demon. And I envy him every beat.
Chapter 26
As Raum announced Cas's competitor, Bettina turned up her glass. Now she was drunk and disgusted with herself.
She was supposed to be here supporting Cas. Instead, she'd been letting a vampire give her a mind-scrambling orgasm.
And just as memorable as the experience? How Daciano had looked afterward. His shoulders had been back, his lips curving. His tousled black hair had tumbled over his forehead.
His onyx eyes had been devilish.
If she'd thought that vision of him stepping from the tub had been sexy, that look . . . those eyes . . .
Oh, how had this night gotten so out of hand? In close proximity were the male she hoped to marry and the first male to give her an orgasm. If only they were one and the same!
She motioned for another refill.
"You feel guilt?" the vampire asked under his breath.
"Of course I feel disloyal to Caspion now."
He didn't like that answer at all. Between clenched teeth, he said, "Remember that if it weren't for his selfishness and shortsightedness, you wouldn't be in this position. He brought me to your kingdom." Then, seeming to rein in his temper, he added, "You don't have to watch this. Come away with me."
"You can't expect me to leave?"
"Yes. I can. You are mine, Bettina. We are fated. We've shared blood between us, pleasure between us. You've come against my palm and I in yours."
She grew flustered yet again. She couldn't deny the truth of his words, but that didn't matter right now. "If you think I could be anywhere but here at this moment, then you don't know me at all."
Raum swerved back to the table, then gave the signal.
The horn sounded. Caspion and the Cerunno faced off.
Caspion's horns had straightened with hostility, his sigh-worthy countenance now fierce.
But the Cerunno was so powerful, its muscles rippling beneath its scales.
"You worry for naught," Daciano told her. "Unfortunately, your demon will win this match. Even more unfortunate, he'll advance far in this tournament."
"How can you be so certain?"
"He's strong for his age and will get stronger with each kill. He's not without technical skill."
Never taking her eyes off the ring, she said, "But not on par with yours."
"No. Not with mine."
"And you'll use all that skill to kill him."
"If pitted against him."
When Cas narrowly dodged the Cerunno's first sword strike, she gasped. She could feel the vampire's eyes on her, but this was Cas! Of course she would react.
A second swing by the snake. Another close miss. Cas's tracing helped, but the Cerunno was lightning fast.
Bettina began wringing her hands in her lap. She chanced a quick glance at Daciano, found his face suddenly inscrutable-but, oh, his eyes were black as night.
"If you don't want to witness my worry, then leave," she murmured, her attention back on the fight.
He didn't reply.
Why wasn't Cas trying to strike the Cerunno? She knew he was better than this! She turned to Raum, assessing his expression. His craggy brow was furrowed. Not good.
The Cerunno charged again; finally Cas defended. Their swords clanged in the night, once and again. Sparks leapt when metal kissed metal. As the two males circled each other, the great torches illuminated Cas's sweating face and the Cerunno's shimmering scales. Neither could gain the advantage.
Then she noticed the snake's tail was elongating, creeping up behind Cas while he concentrated on deflecting sword strikes.
Just when she was about to yell, "Look out!" other spectators beat her to it. Cas tried to trace too late. The serpentine tail had already wrapped around his legs and hips, holding him in place. He fought to hack his way free, but the snake's sword warded off each blow.
All the while its tail coiled higher and higher around Cas's torso, constricting, weakening him.
Bettina watched in disbelief as the Cerunno clamped its own arms around Cas's, crushing his body until Cas's beautiful face flushed with blood, veins bulging in his temples.
"Ah, gods, no. Raum, do something!"
Cas slumped, his arms going limp. His sword clattered to the ground.
"No. No. No! Raum!"
"I'm so sorry, Tina." He laid his hand over Bettina's. "Look away, m'girl."
Powerless, she could do nothing but watch as Caspion was crushed in that hideous creature's grip. "No. This can't be happening!" What I wouldn't give for my power!
To Raum, Daciano grated, "You give him too little credit, demon."
Bettina clung to the vampire's words. He was the expert, he would know if Cas was doomed-
And what would this crowd sound like if Trehan was the one who slew him? Sentiment so strong could be turned around, but only by a far more charismatic leader than Trehan.
And what if I can't turn her sentiment from the demon? He had many advantages over Caspion: age, strength, wisdom. Bettina valued none of these things.
Caspion's words played in his mind. She might be your Bride, but she'll never be your wife. And perhaps, deep down, a small part of Trehan feared the demon might be right.
Yet there's one thing I can do for her. One thing to win her. . . .
When Caspion's challenger, the remaining Cerunno, slithered into the ring, Bettina's nervousness redoubled.
Trehan could hear her heart racing for that demon. And I envy him every beat.
Chapter 26
As Raum announced Cas's competitor, Bettina turned up her glass. Now she was drunk and disgusted with herself.
She was supposed to be here supporting Cas. Instead, she'd been letting a vampire give her a mind-scrambling orgasm.
And just as memorable as the experience? How Daciano had looked afterward. His shoulders had been back, his lips curving. His tousled black hair had tumbled over his forehead.
His onyx eyes had been devilish.
If she'd thought that vision of him stepping from the tub had been sexy, that look . . . those eyes . . .
Oh, how had this night gotten so out of hand? In close proximity were the male she hoped to marry and the first male to give her an orgasm. If only they were one and the same!
She motioned for another refill.
"You feel guilt?" the vampire asked under his breath.
"Of course I feel disloyal to Caspion now."
He didn't like that answer at all. Between clenched teeth, he said, "Remember that if it weren't for his selfishness and shortsightedness, you wouldn't be in this position. He brought me to your kingdom." Then, seeming to rein in his temper, he added, "You don't have to watch this. Come away with me."
"You can't expect me to leave?"
"Yes. I can. You are mine, Bettina. We are fated. We've shared blood between us, pleasure between us. You've come against my palm and I in yours."
She grew flustered yet again. She couldn't deny the truth of his words, but that didn't matter right now. "If you think I could be anywhere but here at this moment, then you don't know me at all."
Raum swerved back to the table, then gave the signal.
The horn sounded. Caspion and the Cerunno faced off.
Caspion's horns had straightened with hostility, his sigh-worthy countenance now fierce.
But the Cerunno was so powerful, its muscles rippling beneath its scales.
"You worry for naught," Daciano told her. "Unfortunately, your demon will win this match. Even more unfortunate, he'll advance far in this tournament."
"How can you be so certain?"
"He's strong for his age and will get stronger with each kill. He's not without technical skill."
Never taking her eyes off the ring, she said, "But not on par with yours."
"No. Not with mine."
"And you'll use all that skill to kill him."
"If pitted against him."
When Cas narrowly dodged the Cerunno's first sword strike, she gasped. She could feel the vampire's eyes on her, but this was Cas! Of course she would react.
A second swing by the snake. Another close miss. Cas's tracing helped, but the Cerunno was lightning fast.
Bettina began wringing her hands in her lap. She chanced a quick glance at Daciano, found his face suddenly inscrutable-but, oh, his eyes were black as night.
"If you don't want to witness my worry, then leave," she murmured, her attention back on the fight.
He didn't reply.
Why wasn't Cas trying to strike the Cerunno? She knew he was better than this! She turned to Raum, assessing his expression. His craggy brow was furrowed. Not good.
The Cerunno charged again; finally Cas defended. Their swords clanged in the night, once and again. Sparks leapt when metal kissed metal. As the two males circled each other, the great torches illuminated Cas's sweating face and the Cerunno's shimmering scales. Neither could gain the advantage.
Then she noticed the snake's tail was elongating, creeping up behind Cas while he concentrated on deflecting sword strikes.
Just when she was about to yell, "Look out!" other spectators beat her to it. Cas tried to trace too late. The serpentine tail had already wrapped around his legs and hips, holding him in place. He fought to hack his way free, but the snake's sword warded off each blow.
All the while its tail coiled higher and higher around Cas's torso, constricting, weakening him.
Bettina watched in disbelief as the Cerunno clamped its own arms around Cas's, crushing his body until Cas's beautiful face flushed with blood, veins bulging in his temples.
"Ah, gods, no. Raum, do something!"
Cas slumped, his arms going limp. His sword clattered to the ground.
"No. No. No! Raum!"
"I'm so sorry, Tina." He laid his hand over Bettina's. "Look away, m'girl."
Powerless, she could do nothing but watch as Caspion was crushed in that hideous creature's grip. "No. This can't be happening!" What I wouldn't give for my power!
To Raum, Daciano grated, "You give him too little credit, demon."
Bettina clung to the vampire's words. He was the expert, he would know if Cas was doomed-
