“You like it then?” Renwick’s voice cut through the haze, and Rua looked up with him, taking a breath she did not realize she had been holding. “It’s beautiful,” she said. Renwick’s gaze softened, that calm warmth so at odds with his normally stony features. In that moment, looking in his eyes, something shook inside her, thoughts begging to be freed, but she wouldn’t allow it.
