Rolfe laughed at her innocence. "Gods I have the cutest mate!" If he would have said this to any other woman, she would have jumped up and down and this little girl was thinking of cleaning him? Well, he smelled of sweat and dirt and blood. "Would you help me take a bath?" he asked, curling his fingers below her chin and tipping it up.
"Yes, you bet! I will clean you so thoroughly that you are going to beg to release you."
His cock jerked. "Release?" His brows drew together. She didn't even know the effect her innocent words had on him. He exhaled heavily. "I would love to beg you to release me."
And Iona giggled naïvely.
The news that Rolfe had awakened brought joy and cheer in the fortress. The news traveled fast and reached Galahar. People started crowding the outskirts of the fortress to meet their future king.
