Anya has kept herself hidden for so long, she doesn’t know what to do when she finds the man of her dreams, but she figures it out pretty quickly.

Excerpt:

Kenyon had a house deep in the forest. Anya was slightly timid as she walked up to the door. She started when the door opened and an attractive elf stood in the opening.

“Can I help you?” His finely sculpted brow raised in query as he assessed the unidentifiable creature before him.

“Yes, I mean, I hope so.” Anya stammered slightly as the elf gestured for her to enter the house.

Inside she was astonished. It was extremely similar to Orthias’ house. The same basic structure, but something was off. In a few seconds, she realized that it was the scale of the rooms and furniture. Everything was too small. She had grown accustomed to the larger proportions. She smiled to herself and followed him into what should have been the library.

It was a laboratory. Vials, beakers, flames, and powders she could not identify covered the walls and tables. There were large tomes stacked on a shelf and piled on the floor.

“What do you need?” He took a seat on the only chair in the room.

“Uh, I’m not sure, a potion perhaps? Something to knock out a giant.”

“A giant? You want to knock out a giant? Why?” He looked angry. His finely sculpted features were pulling into a scowl.

“I would really rather not explain why.” She shrank back from his piercing gaze.

“You will explain or I will not assist you in this manner. Causing a giant to sleep is not an easy task. They do not generally sleep for more than an hour at a time.” His voice was implacable.

She tucked her chin to her chest and muttered, “I want him asleep so that I can…umm, lie with him.”

“What?” Kenyon was incredulous, what ever he had expected her to say, this was not it.

“I want him unconscious so that I can lie with him, without him remembering. Do you want me to draw you a picture?” Her voice was shrill with embarrassment.

The elf sat perfectly still for a few moments. Then laughter bubbled out of his chest and spilled from his throat. He howled with laughter, and rolled from his chair and onto the floor. Tears coursed down his face as he gasped for breath.