The Silver Dragon

by Jean S. MacLeod

  She drew his head down, pressing her lips to him. ‘There’s only going to be one other wife for you!” she said, laughter chasing the final shadow from her eyes. “You must admit I have some right to the title,” she added in a whisper. “I’ve been masquerading under it long enough.”

  “It will be the easiest thing in the world,” he said, holding her close, “to put that right.” He fumbled in his pocket. “There’s always this for a start.”

  She held out her hand and he put the blue diamond on her third finger, bending his head to seal their bargain with a kiss.