She looked aside. ‘I would rather go with you,’ she said fiercely. I averted my eyes as he reached and took her chin in his fingers and lifted her face so he might see her eyes. ‘I know,’ he said evenly. ‘That is the sacrifice I must ask you to make. To stay here, when you would rather go. To be alone, yet again. For the sake of the Six Duchies.’ Something went out of her. Her shoulders sagged as she bowed her head to his will.
