55 Ravenous lusts

'Gods, she is going to kill herself, then me. Or the other way around.'

The next words Cael said cost him such a colossal effort of will that he felt like he had just strained some muscle in his soul.

"No, Ginevra. You aren't healthy enough yet. I won't survive you falling unconscious on me right before the real fun begins again!"

"WHAT?" Ginevra pushed herself to her feet. It took her visible effort, and she still held onto a wall for balance, but she didn't fall down this time. "This was only one time. I'm stronger than that."

Cael really wanted to test this statement, but he could be stubborn, too. He leaned to pick up the basin, then hesitated and, instead, used a spell to fill it with clean water and just pushed it to a corner. The wet floor squelched with each his step.

Then he turned to Ginevra.

"No, no. I'm leaving. Another time, with pleasure, but now—"