He was in love with her again today, of course that meant he would try something stupid. Keegan inhaled deeply and attempted to master the strong urge to strangle her husband. She won the battle,this time, but of course it was easier to control her emotions when she was around him,Brom had said something about ice mitigating fire. Perhaps that was why she came back this time.
By now she was fairly certain that she was in love with him at least half of the time, and since that was a lot more than she loved most other people in the world, she was content. Besides, marrying a man with a frozen heart had definite advantages. When she was gone, he rarely missed her, and when she came home, he was always happy to see her.
She wasn’t quite sure about the baby though. Babes were revered in the fae lands, because females had to be in love to have them. Because of this, she was positive that she had in fact, been in love with him when she decided to have his child. She only hoped the feeling came back before she shoved her foot up his perfectly shaped arse.
The arse in question belonged Jockull (called Victor, though no one really knows why) Longara who was striding too and fro on the ice beneath his wife’s balcony. The 40 ft ice sculpture, dedicated to his wife was more along his sister’s classifications of a “great gift” than Keegan’s. Of course, that was all part of the plan.
Though he would never admit it to his minions, Victor rather liked watching explosions, as long as he was far removed from them. Keegan would return from one of her outings, blast the statue into the cosmos and he would get to watch as the last fractured and melted chip plummeted to the earth. Of course he would not be hurt by this display, which would probably make her fall in love with him again….until he built something else for her to destroy.
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