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Chapter Four
     
    Lilly awoke slowly, her eyelids
fluttering open. Enveloped in the body heat of her two lovers, she was warm,
even though the fire in the hearth had died down. She moved and winced. Her
entire body ached, and recalling what had gone on the night before, she could
understand why. Remy and Philippe had pleasured her again and again. Whatever
had been in the potion, it had been incredibly potent. Repeatedly, her body had
surged to life, the intense desire seeming to spark with the slightest or utter
lack of provocation. She sighed with the memories, thinking of how wonderful
they had both been to her.
    “Good morning,” Remy said,
tugging her close, kissing her lightly. It wasn’t intended to ignite desire,
but simply to convey affection.
    “It is a good morning,” she
said. “It could only be better if we were back home in New Orleans and Philippe
was bringing me pastries.”
    “We’ll feed you,” Remy promised.
“It won’t be beignets though.”
    “I imagine that the two of you
will want a hardier breakfast than that anyway. You must have worked up quite
an appetite last night,” she said.
    He chuckled. “A bit. But if I
had to choose starving for food or starving for you, I’d take you any day.”
    “I second that,” Philippe said,
rolling over and lazily caressing her hip.
    With both of them awake, Lilly
asked the dreaded question. “So what happens now?”
    “Now we meet with the council
this afternoon and make the necessary arrangements.”
    On a heavy sigh, she rolled to
her back and stared up at the ceiling. It frightened her more than she cared to
admit. The thought of losing them terrified her. “And what happens if you lose?”
    “It won’t happen,” Remy assured
her. “Dax and Farron are young, reckless. They will make mistakes.”
    “You don’t know that for sure,”
she protested. “I don’t want to lose you. I’ve never been this happy in my
life...never dreamed that I could be.”
    Philippe kissed her shoulder. “We’re
happy too. Being with you is better than we could have ever imagined. We’re not
going to jeopardize that, Lilly. We’ll do whatever it takes to keep you.”
    Lilly looked from Remy to
Philippe, taking in their solemn expressions, the unspoken promises in their
eyes. “Why can’t we just run?”
    “It doesn’t work that way. We
have to face this. Jacques has hated us for years, and he knows that you are
our Achilles heel. You would never be safe, and neither Philippe nor I are willing
to take that risk.”
    “He’s right, Lilly,” Philippe
said. “Our past, our enemies, have put you in danger, and it’s up to us to make
it right.”
    Remy rose from the bed and
walked naked over to the hearth. Within minutes the fire stirred to life. The
flames painted his skin a rich gold, and his eyes glowed in the light. There
was something different about him, and about Philippe, she realized. Being in
the compound, being surrounded by other dragons had brought something to the
surface in them. “When you fight them, how does that work?”
    Remy met her gaze steadily. “I
don’t want you to be frightened.”
    “Just tell me.”
    “We take our natural form,
Lilly. When we fight, we fight as dragons,” Philippe said.
    She had wanted to see them that
way, but never in this situation. “I would never be frightened of you... not
for any reason.”
    “You should dress. We’ll meet
the council soon,” Remy said.
    “I don’t have any clothes,” she
protested.
    Philippe laughed. “We’re magical
creatures, cher , and in a place where we don’t have to hide it. We’ll
take care of everything.”
     
    * * * * *
     
    It was nearly two hours later when
Lilly walked into the council’s meeting hall. Remy and Philippe were on either
side of her, and she wore a simple black sheath, silk, and didn’t ask questions
about where it had come from. When she’d emerged from her bath, the garment,
along with a pair of black, high-heeled boots and a