Eryet's Fountain E-BOOK

On the brink of death, Salia is rushed to the nearest healer that can aid her: a beautiful and mysterious sorceress named Eryet. Meanwhile, Salia's soul is in Heaven, resisting the sweet seduction of Idet, the goddess of death, who is a beautiful young woman and very lonely. Thanks to Eryet's healing water, however, Idet only has so much time to seduce Salia to her side. As Eryet's waters restore Salia's injured body, Fara sets out to find and catch Caoimhe -- and hopefully bring her to justice. Don't miss the third installment of this lesbian harem romance series!

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Fara hated it when Eryet's eyes danced with laughter. For a healer, Fara thought she was quite businesslike, cruel, and mocking. None of the gentleness and compassion that Ferne, another healer, possessed.  

"I am more than a mere healer, good knight," said Eryet, as if she had emerged from Fara's thoughts. "I am capable of as much death and destruction as I am healing and restoration."  

Fara frowned. "But you are known throughout Vallor for your healing arts."  

"That I am," agreed Eryet, "but only because healing is the more lucrative endeavor. Come now. Shall you go forth and fetch the little witch for me or not?" Her sly eyes went to the fountain, where Salia lay beneath the water still. "If you would rather not, then you can take your princess and kindly go. But I know that you shall not. Knights are always full of such romantic notions as love. You would never allow Salia to perish."  

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"No," said Salia, blinking out tears. "It's just  . . . Idet told me that you didn't love me, and I was so quick to believe her! I am a fool. For all I know, the image she showed me of Kamryn laying with another woman was a lie." 

Fara bit her lip: she knew for a fact that Kamryn had indeed lain with at least two other women since parting ways with Salia. She was a terrible liar, had never been able to conceal her emotions, and Salia saw her expression. The princess pulled free in anger.  

"That two-timing--!" Salia began furiously.  

Fara quickly took Salia's hands. "Sweet princess, while it is true that Kamryn hath lain with other women since we did part ways--" 

"Women?!" Salia screamed. "And here I thought it was just the one," she snarled and snatched her hands free. She pointed a threatening finger. "Don't you dare make excuses for her!"  

Fara obediently fell silent.  

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"Aye, you love me," said Kamryn with confidence. 

"No!" denied Salia at once, though there was a shake in her voice. "I don't love you! Don't be absurd--!" 

"Aye, you love me," repeated Kamryn, laughing. "Only true love could make a woman forgive my trespasses. One eve I shall tell thee tales of the women who didn't forgive me. Such as Eira, who chased me naked from her home whilst brandishing a fish --"  

Salia laughed in girlish delight. "You're making that up!" 

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"I will tell her," said Salia loudly. Still clutching the fur cloak around her body, she drew near to them, and Kamryn thought she looked furious enough to spit.  

"Shall you tell me why you look as if you shall stab me?" Kamryn begged. "No doubt I have done something to deserve it, but I should like to be clear on why as the blade goes in."