He tucked his hands into his pockets. “That man…that man is deeply in love with you.” My eyes flared, and I loosened a breath. “What?” He gave me a half-smile, as much as he could muster with his broken heart. “He came to speak with me after the battle last night, giving me advice after I'd lost Emma. He spoke of you as if you were dead…told me he did you a disservice by becoming the man that he did.” I bit down on my lip to prevent it from wobbling, my eyes welling with tears.
