Sandra Hill
“Your prince has come.”
Cynthia must have drifted off. She heard the soft words through a vapor of floating sensations…satiation, drowsiness, amazement and, most of all, a new, gently unfurling love, so intense it took her breath away.
She opened her eyes to find her husband braced on one elbow staring down at her. “Boy, did my prince come!” she murmured sleepily.
He tweaked her playfully on the chin. “That’s not what I meant. Your prince has come to take you away from your mundane world to a la...nd of fantasy, where all your dreams come true.”
Fantasy? Dreams? I have no dreams, she thought in a panic. But what she said was, “Who says my world’s mundane?”
“Anything will seem mundane after tonight, my princess,” he boasted with silky promise.
“You’re not short on ego are you, Lancelot?”
“Just call me Lance.” He grinned. “Seriously, a knight must be ever confident if he is to go about storming castles.”
“How many castles were you planning on storming?”MoreLess
Cynthia must have drifted off. She heard the soft words through a vapor of floating sensations…satiation, drowsiness, amazement and, most of all, a new, gently unfurling love, so intense it took her breath away.
She opened her eyes to find her husband braced on one elbow staring down at her. “Boy, did my prince come!” she murmured sleepily.
He tweaked her playfully on the chin. “That’s not what I meant. Your prince has come to take you away from your mundane world to a la...nd of fantasy, where all your dreams come true.”
Fantasy? Dreams? I have no dreams, she thought in a panic. But what she said was, “Who says my world’s mundane?”
“Anything will seem mundane after tonight, my princess,” he boasted with silky promise.
“You’re not short on ego are you, Lancelot?”
“Just call me Lance.” He grinned. “Seriously, a knight must be ever confident if he is to go about storming castles.”
“How many castles were you planning on storming?”MoreLess
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