Lefric by Merry Farmer

The thing that most people think of when they think about me is that I talk too much. They say I can’t keep my mouth shut and that I’ll blurt out anything to anyone, given the slightest provocation. That and I like certain other things in my mouth too. Not that I’ve gotten a lot of that recently, because Radulph seems to have completely forgotten what a pup is for, and I miss my friends, the other Sons of the Cities, and I haven’t been touched for so long that I think I might absolutely explode if I—

There I go, getting off the subject again. Which is something I can’t afford to do, now that Radulph and I are on a diplomatic mission to Good Port. I’m not sure why Magnus chose Radulph for the mission, since he’s terrible at diplomacy. Actually, I have this weird feeling like I’m the one Magnus is relying on to do…something.

It could have something to do with the fact that Olympus Hakobyan, son of the Lord Vikhrov, the new ruler of Good Port, has his eye on me. Which is really something else, considering how gorgeous, wealthy, and powerful Olympus is. And when I find myself in his bed shortly after arriving in Good Port, I wonder if maybe I’m being kidnapped? Maybe? But who would want to kidnap me, and why? And would I mind it all that much?

Olympus is just my type…but there’s a lot more going on with him and with Good Port than I or Magnus or anyone has suspected. And it might just be up to me to ensure that the most prosperous and potentially powerful city on