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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. Iii - Love And War
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. He
drew her hands forward and flicked his tongue over both
palms.
Goldmoon shivered with delight. She caught the ends of
the ceremonial sash about his waist and wound them once
about his wrists. "Now I am the tiger hunter," she joked and
pressed against him harder, kissing his mouth, then his chin,
his throat.
Goldmoon had never before sensed so much buming
warmth within her body. The dank cavern no longer felt
chill, but Riverwind suddenly struggled free of the sash and
held her away from him. "This hunt must end," he gasped.
"What's wrong?" she asked, frightened by the way his
whole frame shuddered.
The warrior took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
Calmer, he stroked her cheek with his forefinger. "We will
change many of our people's ways," he explained, "yet there
are some customs which we ought still to follow. I have yet
to ask your father's permission to court you."
Goldmoon tapped her foot in annoyance. "I suspect that
I might change more customs than you, if I have my way,"
she retorted.
"Is the honor of marriage vows so worthless a thing to
wait for?" he asked.
"No, but Father might not agree," Goldmoon said
tightly.
"He cannot deny me," Riverwind pointed out, "if I go
on a courting quest
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