“It may not be the custom.” Ead paused. “But if it is . . . perhaps you should reconsider your determination to remain unwed.” Sabran studied her face. Even as her throat ached, Ead did not break her gaze. “Why do you speak like this?” Sabran said quietly. “You know I never wanted to marry in the first place, and I am not inclined to do it again. That aside, it is you I want. No one else.” “But while you rule, you can never be seen to be with me. I am a heretic, and—” “Stop.” Sabran embraced her then. “Stop it.” Ead drew her close, breathed her in. They sank onto a marble settle. “Sabran the
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