Kieryn sat quietly, reading from the manuscript of the Bordon of Kells. It was a philosophical treatise, and Kieryn took notes as she read. One of the monks was eyeing her from across the library, and she occasionally met his gaze and read the lust within it. A half dozen of the monks had already broken one vow or another, and one could only assume that their Lord of Light was not a punishing deity, since all were still alive, although a few had cried out like they were dying.
She tore her mind from pleasure back to philosophy, then turned a page.
Rhiannon had tried to teach her basic morality. It was something that Kieryn was unfamiliar with, and Rhiannon had spent days trying to teach Kieryn that she was amoral, not immoral. Once she had figured the difference out, she had tried to become moral. So far, it was working, but with mixed results. She had stopped playing deadly pranks on most people, unless it was really, really funny, in which case all bets were off, but more often than not it was just something funny and not permanently deadly or scarring.
Rhiannon liked pranks as much as the next girl, and they practiced pranking each other frequently. It was during the debrief sessions from the pranking that Rhiannon introduced philosophy, ethics, and morality to her lover.
Kieryn wondered if she should give Random a chance. She decided that she would not unless she found out that he was not the ratfink bastard that everyone had said he was. But first, she had a few hundred books to read…