I'm taking a break from The Dragon's Devotion for a while and switching over to snippets from some other books. This week, I thought I'd give you a scene between Philip and Amory in The Prince's Consort. I went a little over six sentences—sorry!
Some time later, the sketch was taking shape, and he realized he wasn’t alone. He turned in his seat and smiled. Philip watched him with a fond expression on his face.
“Are you done working?” Amory asked, keeping his voice level despite the warmth Philip’s expression kindled.
“For now. I’ll have more to do tomorrow. I sent everything back to the palace with the messenger.” Philip strolled forward, stopping behind Amory’s chair. “It’s a beautiful drawing.”
He glanced at it. Not bad, but not quite finished. “Thank you.”
Philip leaned down, hanging over the back of Amory’s chair and Amory’s shoulders to get a closer look at the drawing, much as he had the first time he looked through Amory’s sketches. It was becoming a habit, and Amory loved having Philip so close, feeling the warmth of his body, breathing in the scent of him. If Philip wanted to study all of his drawings that way, Amory had no objections.