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she
asked, slightly breathless.
    "Yes." Nino raised his head and let
his tongue play over her shaved mound. "So smooth," he muttered.
"How do you keep it so?" It looked so clean and unmarked, as if it
had never had hair, not a single sign of stubble.
    "It is Egyptian recipe. My mother give
the secret on to me."
    Her accent was charming. "Your mother
was a whore too?"
    Her eyes sharpened and were suddenly
as black as her hair. The charm was gone. Nino felt a chill sweep
his body and brush against the back of his neck— like a door
opening somewhere to let in a draft. "I am not whore. I am dancer
and foreteller of destinies."
    He was amused by this. Not a whore?
She certainly appeared to be exactly that, but if it made her feel
better to call it by another name he would not argue. "Foreteller
of destinies? How so?"
    She flicked hair out of her eyes where
it had tumbled as she sat up so abruptly. "I read cards. That is
how I knew you harm me not. I saw it and I saw you...in the
cards."
    Nino was intrigued. In fact, he'd
never before been so enthralled by a woman. She had just closed her
legs to him without his permission, but he would let it slide. This
time.
     

Chapter Four
     
    She took her pack of cards from the
small leather sack she had hidden in the stables before entering
the tavern.
    "You shuffle the pack," she said,
handing them to Nino.
    The cub's eyes were warm and amused.
He sat cross-legged before her, shuffling her cards, eager to know
the fortune she would read for him.
    How strange he was, she mused. Jesamyn
would not expect a d'Anzeray to take much interest in this skill of
hers. She had heard they were men of no religion, no particular
beliefs, and so she assumed he would think he made his own destiny,
that he was in control of his own future.
    With a smile he passed the cards back
to her and waited keenly.
    Of course, he was young. And full of
vitality. He would have no apprehension to make him hesitate.
Apparently his life had been a sunny one.
    When she hatched her plan to find a
weak link and draw him in, she had not expected there to be much
conversation involved. She did not want to know much about him—
nothing more than she need know for her purposes. Yet he wanted to
talk. As if this was to be more than sex.
    Should she tell him the truth of what
she saw in the cards, or should she lie and make light of his
fortune? Before she found him there she had, of course, consulted
the cards to reassure herself of the path ahead and of her certain
victory against his infamous family. If she read them again now, to
tell him the truth would be to warn him.
    On the other hand, he may not take it
seriously. He seemed defiant and arrogant enough to disbelieve what
the cards foretold and thus move deliberately into her clutches.
The cub thought himself immune to danger. That was clearly read in
his face— without the aid of Tarot.
    Jesamyn dealt nine cards, face down
between them, with eight circling one central significator. Then
she handed the pack to him again and advised him to lay two more
cards atop each of the eight in the circle. When he was done she
turned over the center card.
    Yes. She smiled a little. It was just
as it had been before.
    The Fool.
    "This," she pointed to the card,
"you." Her heart was beating harder though, as if she had expected
that card to change. Not that they ever did.
    He squared his shoulders, hands
resting on his thighs. "That is not correct. Deal them
again."
    Jesamyn swallowed a chuckle and
resumed turning the other cards, one by one. There was an equal
showing of all four Minor Arcana— Cups, Wands, Pentacles and
Swords.
    "The three of cups suggests you are to
make an unwise choice. And here, the six of cups, shows a weakness
in body. Or else a nature too generous. Some will take advantage of
this youth, this... impulse."
    He sniffed. "Nonsense."
    Aha, just as she thought— he would
deny the truth. "Your brother, perhaps. Your father. They see you
as boy still and treat you