After a few moments, he realized something. “I’m not, you know.” “Not what?” “Your husband. At least, the relationship is disputable. The betrothal contract said our marriage would be binding if either of us died before the wedding. I didn’t die—I went to Elantris. Though they’re essentially the same thing, the contract’s words were very specific.” Sarene looked up, concern in her eyes. He laughed quietly. “I’m not trying to get out of it, Sarene,” he said. “I’m just saying we should make it formal, just so everyone’s mind is put at ease.” Sarene thought for a moment, then she nodded sharply.
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