A Kiss of Shadows - By Laurell K. Hamilton Page 0,203

with us. She will see that he is punished for having broken your trust. She’s scheduled a press conference for tonight.”

“Please, Meredith, read the article,” Doyle said.

I read the article. I read it twice. I didn’t mind that Griffin had given personal details, but that he’d done it without my permission. He’d shared my private life with everyone. The sidhe have strange rules about privacy. We don’t value intimate secrets as humans do, but our own personal life is not to be spied on. Spying on us used to bring a death penalty. For Griffin, it still might. The queen would think it very déclassé to have tattled to a reporter.

I ended simply sitting on the bed staring at the newsprint but not really seeing it. I looked at the two men. “He gives details of our relationship, hints, dirty little hints. I’m just lucky it was a legitimate paper and not some tabloid.”

They looked at each other.

“Oh, no, please, please tell me you’re kidding.”

Frost reached behind his back as if he’d been reading it as I came out of the bathroom. He held it out to me.

I let the newspaper fall to the floor in a scattered heap and took the sleek colorful paper from him. The picture on the front was one of Griffin and me together in a bed. Only his hands kept my breasts from being fully exposed. I was laughing. We were both laughing. I remembered the pictures. I remembered his desire for the pictures. I still had some of the pictures myself, but not all of them. Not all of them.

I heard my voice and it sounded calm, though far away. “How? How did they get the article out so quickly? I thought magazines didn’t get out this fast.”

“Apparently, it can be done,” Doyle said.

I stared at the picture. The caption was PRINCESS MEREDITH AND HER SIDHE LOVER’S SEX SECRETS REVEALED.

“Please tell me that this is the only picture.”

“I am so sorry,” Doyle said.

Frost started to touch my hand as if to pat it, then let his hand fall back. “There are no words for how sorry I am that he did this to you.”

I looked into Frost’s grey eyes. I saw compassion there, but one thing I didn’t see was anger. And right now that’s what I wanted.

“Does the queen know about this?”

“She knows,” Doyle said.

I held it in my hands, wanting to open it, wanting to see what other pictures there were, and I couldn’t make myself open it. I couldn’t make myself look.

I shoved the paper into Frost’s hands. “How bad is it?”

He looked up at Doyle, then back to me. The arrogant, distant mask slipped a little, and the Frost that I’d woken up with peeked from his eyes. “The tabloid didn’t use any full frontal nudity. Other than that, it’s bad.”

I hid my face in my hands, my elbows on my knees. “Oh, God, if Griffin would sell them to Jenkins, to the tabloids, then he might sell them anywhere.” I raised up like a swimmer coming out of deep water. It was suddenly hard to get my breath. “There are magazines in Europe that would publish all of the pictures. I didn’t mind the nude photos, but they were private—just for Griffin and me. If I’d wanted to publish photos, I’d have said yes to Playboy years ago. Lord and Lady, how could Griffin do this?” I had a horrible thought. I looked to Frost.

“Please tell me that you got the camera and the film from the reporter you tried to strangle this morning?”

He met my eyes, but he didn’t want to. “I’m sorry, Meredith, the camera should have been my first priority, but I let my anger better my judgment. I would do anything to make this up to you.”

“Frost, they’ll publish the pictures, do you understand that? Pictures of you and me, and hell, Kitto, in bed together. They’ll plaster them over the tabloids, and the ones with nudity will go to Europe.” I would have liked to swear, or scream, but I couldn’t think of anything harsh enough to make me feel better.

“Griffin would know what the queen would do to him for this,” Doyle said. “He’ll be lucky if she doesn’t kill him.”

I nodded, trying to control my breathing, forcing myself to concentrate on the rise and fall of my own chest. I fought for calm, but it wasn’t happening today. I nodded again. “He’ll do as much damage as he can before they