Laurent was grateful that Damen's pride extended to him, and that Damen would allow no one to speak crudely of him, even once they left Marlas. He brushed his thumb lightly over the firm muscle under his hand, the tiniest amount of affection offered.

Navigating the court was easy for Laurent, drawing attention and dismissing it with ease. Having Damen at his side made it easy, providing him with a constant defense and excuse against anyone's approach.

Damen's words to him pleased him greatly, appreciative of Damen's sense and of the efforts he was making. Laurent's murmured replies came with soft nips and sweet kisses to Damen's ear and cheeks, very easily performing the role that was required of him.

Occasionally, Laurent turned Damen's head to steal a kiss, blue eyes brimming with affection and mirth, and seeming oblivious to the laughter and applause that followed each time he did it.