บท 86: Chapter 86

WELL, NATURALLY, Dallin thought. He'd been idiotic enough to forego sleep again last night, and then spent the morning trying to keep the Temple from burning down, and breaking down the very last barrier standing between him and the completely unbelievable--letting down the ramparts of his own *mind*, for pity's sake, and for someone who'd very frankly stated he'd use Dallin and then kill him if he had to. And all this after having jumped into bed with that very same man, who was, in point of fact, supposed to be Dallin's prisoner and who was convinced they were going to be the end of each other. Jumped into bed with him not once, but twice. Without, as had been bluntly pointed out to Dallin, even the smallest protest. Quite eagerly, in fact. One day after having woken up from a stab wound from which he'd apparently healed himself.