Maren Wilder 著
My people have a word for the first warmth after the long cold. I think it's you.
Dr Thea Okonkwo's research pod comes down on an ice moon with a working beacon and a supply ship on its way. Someone has tucked a blanket over it. Vael, a towering horned warlord who learned her language from her radio logs, offers his hearth and his word that she can leave the day the ship comes. He means it. That's the problem.
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成人向小说。所有角色均已年满18岁。