Daughter of the Blood
“He almost missed Wilhelmina, who was in bed with a cold. At least when her sister was present, Jaenelle didn't ask questions that made him blush.
"You're not going to answer, are you?" Jaenelle asked after a minute of teeth-grinding silence.
"No." "Don't you know the answer?" "Whether I know the answer or not is beside the point. It's not something a man discusses with a young girl." "But you know the answer." Daemon growled.
"If I were older, would you tell me?" Jaenelle persisted....
There might be a way out of this yet. "Yes, if you were older." "How old?" "What?" "How old would I have to be?" "Nineteen," he said quickly, beginning to relax. Who knew what sort of questions she might have in seven years, but at least he wouldn't have to answer this one.
"Nineteen?" Daemon's stomach fluttered. He walked a little faster. The pleased way she said that made him distinctly uncomfortable.MoreLess
"You're not going to answer, are you?" Jaenelle asked after a minute of teeth-grinding silence.
"No." "Don't you know the answer?" "Whether I know the answer or not is beside the point. It's not something a man discusses with a young girl." "But you know the answer." Daemon growled.
"If I were older, would you tell me?" Jaenelle persisted....
There might be a way out of this yet. "Yes, if you were older." "How old?" "What?" "How old would I have to be?" "Nineteen," he said quickly, beginning to relax. Who knew what sort of questions she might have in seven years, but at least he wouldn't have to answer this one.
"Nineteen?" Daemon's stomach fluttered. He walked a little faster. The pleased way she said that made him distinctly uncomfortable.MoreLess
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