“I promise you will not be forgotten. You will be taken care of, but Tava and I will come back for you.” “Are you going to marry Lady Tava?” she asked, her voice muffled against his shoulder. “Yes, Eva,” he replied, running his hand down her hair again. “Yes, I am. And when this is all over, the three of us are going to live happily ever after. Just like in the stories Mother used to read to you.” “Tava still reads them to me,” Eva whispered.
