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name, my lovely?”
    The Guardswoman snorted with laughter, her easy manner delighting him anew. She looked up at the dragon and bowed low, though there was a smile on her full lips and her gaze never lowered.
    “I’m Krysta of the Wayfarer Clan. It’s an honor to meet you, Lady Jenet.”
    So she was Jinn. No wonder she’d been welcomed in Devyn’s so easily. But what was she doing working as a Guard? Those answers would come later. He’d make certain of it.
    Krysta scored big points with Jenet, Drake could tell, by her respectful words and actions. Dragons dwelt on tradition and respect, and favored humans who showed the same thoughtfulness, whether they could communicate with dragonkind or not.
    “She is very pretty for a human, isn’t she, Drake?”

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    Drake let the observation pass without comment. Jenet had sounded just a bit too hopeful there—almost like his mother when she was trying to matchmake.
    “Wayfarer Clan?” Drake addressed the woman. “I had dealings with Rulu, the old clan leader, several seasons past, but I heard he retired in favor of his daughter, Malin.”
    “You heard right. Malin is gathering the remainder of our clan and sending them here. Rulu is already in residence though. He set up camp on the Southern boundary.”
    “I haven’t gotten that far yet,” Drake admitted with what he hoped was just the right amount of sorrow. “I only arrived today and haven’t had a chance to explore yet.” He moved a step closer, encouraged when she held her ground. “Perhaps you could give me a personal tour?”
    One that he hoped ended in her bed, of course, though he would wait for this special beauty if he had to. Something told him she’d be well worth the time and effort.
    “I’m sorry to disappoint you, but I’m on duty,” she said in polite tones, though Drake wasn’t convinced her words of regret were real. The thought irked him more than it should have, but he was beyond analyzing his strange reactions to this spitfire of a woman.

    Krysta found it hard to catch her breath between the gorgeous dragon and the equally devastating man. Oh, she’d heard rumors about Drake of the Five Lands. What red-blooded Jinn woman hadn’t, after all? But she’d never seen him in the flesh and had frankly doubted the reports of his charm. She knew now that every word she’d heard was true…and more.
    The man was walking, talking, temptation. From the crown of golden blond hair that made her fingers literally itch to run through it, to the hard-muscled thighs that made her think of how he’d fit between hers. The man was dangerous indeed.
    Add to that the real concern she’d read in his expression and the way he’d come to help her—though he stood back and let her do her job when it was apparent she could more than hold her own with the drunk troublemaker. She liked that Drake hadn’t jumped in and tried to be the big man. Too many male Jinn would have tried something like that 28
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    and gotten a good piece of her mind for it after the fact. No one underestimated her twice.
    Unless she wanted them to.
    He was looking at her with real interest in his gorgeous blue eyes, but Krysta knew better than to get involved with a man like Drake of the Five Lands. He was a charmer. A seducer of the senses. And while she would enjoy every moment of attention he deigned to bestow, she knew he was the type that would use her and move on.
    Krysta had vowed never to let that happen to her again and was wary of glib-tongued Jinn minstrels. Besides, she’d met a very respectable knight who’d shown a marked interest in her just the other day. Sir Mace was a much safer bet than Drake of the Five Lands. He was steadier and equally as handsome, but he didn’t have that same unpredictable spark in his eye that made her want to risk all and follow where Drake led.
    No, Mace was altogether more mature in his outlook on the world.