One of the other men walked up holding River’s knives. “Lady River, you are amazing. I have never seen a warrior do the things you have done today.”
The other elite force member came up laughing, “I have never seen a body be able to do the things she did.”
Torak’s gaze turned even colder as he watched River laugh at the two men. She took the knives from the one man sheathing them around her body. When she bent over to slide four of them into the sheaths attached to her calves Torak had had enough. The two younger men’s eyes were glued to her rounded ass.
“Leave.” Torak ordered barely containing his anger.
The two younger men’s eyes jerked up at the tone in Torak’s voice. They quickly bowed heading for the door.
Mul Kar hesitated, “My Lord, she is unaware of what she does.” He said looking over to where River had gone over to get her shoes and shirt covering.
“Mind yourself, Mul Kar. She is mine. I will kill any man who thinks otherwise.” Torak said coldly.
Mul Kar returned Torak’s cold look for a moment before bowing his head and leaving.
River danced back over to Torak looking around for the other men. “Did they leave? I wanted to thank them for watching me today.”
“That is not necessary. It is their job to protect you.” Torak growled reaching out to grip River’s arm tightly.
“Hey, what’s your problem? Did you have a bad day?” River had to practically run to keep up with Torak.
“Not until now.” Torak said his jaw hurting from clinching his teeth so hard. He was really trying to hold on to what little control he had.
“Oh. Well, what happened? Did someone run over your cat?” River asked breathlessly.
Torak stopped suddenly frowning, “What cat?”
River laughed at the confused expression on Torak’s face. “It’s just a saying. Things are only bad if you let them get to you.” River said as she reached up and brushed her palm over Torak’s face.
“River, we need to talk.” Torak said softly looking down into River’s innocent blue eyes. He ran his hand down her arm and pulled in a breath as he felt the silky, smooth skin of her stomach through the opened shirt. It reminded him of why he was so upset.
Turning, Torak pulled River through the passages until he came to their private living quarters. Pushing River inside, he turned and locked the door. Leaning back against it, he crossed his arms over his chest as he waited for River to look at him.
River felt a shiver run down her body. She knew Torak was upset though she didn’t really know why. Moving towards the bedroom she figured she’d give him time to cool off before trying to figure out what had him so bent out of shape. She walked over to the table and began pulling off the sheaths containing her knives setting them one at a time down on the table near the window. She kept her back to the door even as she sensed Torak following her into the room.
“River, it is not acceptable for you to do the things you did today.” Torak began firmly.
River froze before turning to stare at Torak as he began speaking. The more he spoke the colder the look in her eyes became and the firmer her mouth compressed into a straight line.
“You are a member of this House. A female member. You will no longer be allowed to do the types of things you did today. Your place is to manage my household, greet my guests, and have my children not flaunt your body before my men teasing them and throwing knives. If you insist on such behavior I will have to take measures to punish you until you understand your place here. You will give me all your knives including your swords. In addition, I want the clothing you are now wearing and any other clothing resembling it. They will be destroyed so you won’t be tempted to wear them again. I have had gowns made for you to wear and wear them you will. Do you understand?” Torak finished firmly proud of himself for not losing his temper. He leaned back against the bedroom door satisfied he had shown River who was in charge.
River had listened to Torak at first in disbelief then with growing anger. Her eyes were flashing blue flames by the time Torak was finished with his asinine demands.
“Let me see if I understand you correctly.” River said slowly picking up a knife from the table and tapping her chin.
“I am a female.” She threw the knife. It hit right next to the left side of Torak’s face close enough if he were to move a hairs-breath he would feel the cold blade. Torak froze watching River wearily.
She picked up another knife. “You think you can tell me what to do.” She threw the knife and it hit on the right side of his face exactly across from the one on the left. Torak felt a fine bead of sweat begin to form on his brow as he realized River was not finished.