“Yes.” And though her voice was soft, she meant it with every inch of her soul. The corners of his mouth tugged upward. “Then it is a good thing, Yrene Towers, that I love you as well.” Her chest tightened; she became too full for her body, for what coursed through her. “From the moment you walked into the sitting room that first day,” Chaol said. “I think I knew, even then.”
