Breakfast with the court Stories

I woke to the sound of whispered voices in the half-light. I could sense the coming dawn, even with my eyes closed, and I knew the streams of golden light were coming through the window. I kept my eyes closed, listening to the softly heated argument. “You’ve woken him!” I hear Akasha whisper against my chest. There was heat in her voice, disappointment, but no real anger. She leaned over my chest, pressing her body agains...