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as she felt the masculine body against her own. “Could you be a little more specific?”
    He chuckled. “To control your radiation. Yesterday, you learned it was possible to restrain your field. Today, you get to extend it.”
    “Oh. Yes, please. Um, how does getting out of bed work?” Solar knew she sounded like an idiot, but with his grip on her, she didn’t know how to go about unwrapping him.
    He laughed, and his breath was warm against the skin of her neck. Her body tingled with that light caress, and she shivered.
    He opened his arms. “You may have first crack at the bathroom.”
    She levered herself upright, blushed when she saw him naked and interested in a little more than her turn at the lav and quickly removed herself from the comfortable bed before darting into the bathroom.
    She held in her heat under the spray of the shower with a little effort, and for the first time, she truly enjoyed the process. Wrapped in a towel, she exited the bathroom and offered him his turn.
    “Can I pick some more clothing?” He nodded. “For today, you should select one of the bodysuits. We will be working on channelling your energy, and we will be getting dirty.”
    She smiled, “Thank you for the warning.” Solar wandered into the huge closet once again and selected a bodysuit that could serve as a coverall for the day. Knee-high boots with a slight heel completed her clothing, and she felt prepared for whatever he could throw at her or ask her to do.
    When he exited the bathroom, a cloud of vapour framing his body, she gasped. His tattoos were wonderful. They moved against his skin in a manner that caught Solar’s attention and held it.
    The tattoos on his face were striking, but the ones crossing his chest and down his arms were works of graceful style.
    “You are staring.” He was amused.
    “Your birthmarks are lovely. I haven’t seen a different design before.” There was something else. “Turn around, please.”
    He grinned and turned. There, on his back, was a mark she was very familiar with. It was her mother’s mark. “You wear her pattern.”
    “Of course. All ten of us do. We are her guard for life.” He smiled and walked past her into the wardrobe.
    “Ten? We only saw five of you.”
    “There was no need to taunt those who had not been chosen as matches to the queen’s children. They will still come when she calls.” She watched him as he moved past her into the closet and selected clothing that mimicked hers.
    “First, breakfast and then practice.” He smiled and offered her his arm.
    With images of his broad, tattooed back flitting through her mind, she took his arm and let him lead her in to breakfast.
    Seeing his aura as hot as hers was also having an effect on her, but as she concentrated enough to drink a glass of juice and some more water, she decided that it was time to focus on the matter at hand.
    While Haringk cleared the dishes away, Denhar led her out onto a large patio that had a series of rugs hanging from a line on one side.
    Denhar smiled, “Those are your targets. Now, let me explain how to throw fire.”
    “Fire?”
    “Well, it is a concentrated pulse of radiation, so fire just seems easier.” Denhar released her arm and looked at the rugs. “I will demonstrate. Watch closely.”
    Denhar extended his right arm, opened his hand, revved his aura into a focus on his hand and released it in a burst. The ball of energy streaked across the patio until it struck one of the rugs, punching a neat hole in it.
    He grinned and nodded to her. “Now you. Concentrate your energy into your hand and then push it toward your target.”
    Solar settled on her heels and turned her body three-quarters of a turn to the target. She held up her hand and watched her aura flicker and twist, and she tried to increase her power.
    “Breathe deep, focus your power, increase the heat and let it go.” Denhar was sitting near her, watching closely.
    Solar jumped in surprise when the first ball of