Trudi Canavan owwwwns. Although i like to pretend im Sonea when i read this :P Akkarin is too hot for words (in my mind)

Sonea paused for a second to heal away the aching strain in her hand for she had been formulating notes on the books for

hours. She sighed at the great volumes of forbidden knowledge she had yet to read. She sighed at her predicament, and

the overwhelming pressure that Akkarin had put on her since the night he had taught her to read the Sachakan slave's

mind.

Sonea laid her head in her hand and tried to heal away the sheer exhaustion that swamped her every fibre but she could

not concentrate. One undeviating image flashed repeatedly into her mind. She turned the page of the book that lay open on

the desk in front of her and a faded scrap of parchment slid into her lap. She glanced down and felt her face flush, her head

reeling and her legs shook as she recognized Akkarin's ornate handwriting decorating the page in his own interpretations of

the script. A gentle knock on the door jolted Sonea and her ink well fell and shattered spraying ink all over her nightdress.

She cursed with some ill-mannered slum slang and glared at the door as she magicked it open behind her. She gasped as

she recognized the enigmatic shadow against the wall and glanced around into the eyes of the watchful Akkarin.

"I apologize Sonea, I did not mean to startle you,"

"I.. sorry I was careless... I'll clean it.. High Lord,"

Akkarin chuckled at her crimson cheeks and stepped into the room. Sonea stood up straight startled. Why was he

tormenting her with his presence when he must know how she felt? She stood her ground however as he moved gracefully

across the room to stand tall in front of her. She noted the velvet lips as his warm breath breezed across her forehead

sending a fresh wave of tingles down her spine. Still gazing deeply into her innocent eyes he placed his hand on her waist

and pulled her close. He embraced her and placed his lips on hers; slowly she sank into his dominance and allowed him to

explore her lips. He paused and pulled away to regard her. Sonea lifted her limp arms and allowed her shivering fingertips to

caress his defined cheekbones. Charming the door shut with his slender fingers he once again lowered his head to hers,

she allowed his tongue to enter the barriers of her soft lips and she massaged it with hers. She felt her stomach flutter with

a thousand butterflies at his touch and she noted a small smile creep over Akkarin's face as he lowered her slowly onto the

bed.