Orpheus halted his movement on her lips, gazing upon her as if she had lost her mind. And beneath the confusion was a great deal of his appointment in his expression.
Why didn't she want his kisses anymore? Had she come to loathe them as he had expected?
"And why not, my Lady?" He paused, searching for an answer in her eyes.
Lady Karina pulled back from him somewhat, licking her lips to taste him on her flesh.
"It is not appropriate," she muttered. "If you must know, I am of marriageable age. As it is, being the prisoner of Orpheus Van Merikh will make it nearly impossible for me to gain any decent prospects."
Orpheus wasn't quite fond of the direction her concerns were headed in.
"There is no doubt that suspicion will be cast upon a woman captive under your control. And what do you think my future husband would say if he knew I had allowed you to kiss me? I should not have allowed you to."
