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places than her chest. Her smile was slow, and she sipped at her tea, giving him a come-hither look over the rim of the cup. “Apparently, I am not.”

Chapter Six
    “As enchanting as that look in your eyes is, I believe that you should look into your own history. That mirror will connect you to any point in time and space that you wish to look at. I would suggest that you look into Orpheus and Inga. It should prove what the council has decided.”
    She crossed the room and pressed her hand to the mirror and sat back to watch what it showed her.
    She jerked her hand back when she saw a tangle of pale limbs mixed with Orpheus’s darker green body. “Okay, that one I believe.”
    “Look for their child.”
    Wincing, she looked and saw the young man striding confidently through the woods. His skin tone gave the indication of the Hirn who had fathered him, and he paused for a moment and cocked his head. Nodding, he changed his direction and moved with a stealthy grace toward a pool where a woman was sobbing next to a horse that had fallen lame.
    He held the horse’s leg and stroked his hand down it repeatedly. When the animal got back to its feet, he spoke kindly to the woman, and she stared up at him, fascinated.
    His movement was abrupt as he leaned in, wrapped his hand around her neck and pulled her lips to his.
    She fought him for a moment to the point of digging her nails into his neck, but he persisted, and she began to return his kiss.
    Orphia stopped that image as well. “Okay, so courtship was not his strong suit. I guess he got the job done.”
    Xeric laughed, “Interesting perspective. That was the point at which your bloodline gained the touch of the Orb.”
    She nodded, “So, anyone she had a child with would have continued the line of the Orb.”
    “More or less.”
    “So, when I made sure that Inga and Orpheus got together…”
    Xeric wrapped his arms around her, “You assured yourself me as your partner.”
    She smiled and stroked his arm. “As pleased as I am that you are happy, I need some food. Let’s head to the refectory and get something to eat.”
    The mirror was now simply a mirror, and she saw his wince. “I am afraid that you are now incarcerated here when you are not on a mission.”
    Orphia paused, “Then, how am I going to get food and clothing?”
    “We have a dispenser. You order what you want, and it arrives via a slot on the wall. From clothing to food to games, everything can be requisitioned.”
    “I suppose I should requisition some clothing then.” She bit her lip and looked at their reflection in the mirror. His hands were huge and the contrasts between their skins were fascinating.
    As she watched, his hand moved and cupped her bare sex, his fingers working in slow strokes while his gaze met hers in the mirror.
    His voice was low and hummed through her limbs when he said, “There is no hurry on the clothing. I prefer you like this.”
    Her body sent a surge of liquid out to greet his inquisitive fingers.
    His chuckle made her cheeks burn. “Apparently, you have no objection.”
    She gripped his hand and pulled it away, “I do right now. There is something about having sex while hung over that does not appeal to me. I would like to get some food that stays down and a lot more water, as well as some more clothing.”
    Her knees quivered when he lifted his fingers to his lips and he licked her juices from his fingertips.
    She cleared her throat. “Yes, well, food?”
    He laughed and released her. “Of course. Let it never be said that a Hirn could not provide for his mate.”
    She blinked at the mention of mating and walked toward the area he had been in when he came out with a cup of tea.
    He disappeared into the bedroom for a moment, but by the time he came out, she had located the dining room. The selector was on the wall, so she ordered food, a kimono-style robe and some underwear.
    Xeric appeared, and he had an extra leather shirt in his hands. “This will help