She had knocked and Alessan had opened to her...
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She had knocked and Alessan had opened to her nameHis grey eyes, even before she spoke, had been curiously dark, as if anticipating a burden or a grief
"I am coming with you," she had said"My father was a cowardWe fled before the invasionI intend to make that upI will not sleep with you thoughI've never slept with any manCan I trust you both?"
Awake in Castle Borso she blushed in the darkness, remembering thatHow impossibly young she must have sounded to themNeither man had laughed though, or even smiledShe would never forget that
"Can you sing?" was all that Alessan had said
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she'd sung with him, crossing the Palm for two yearsThis time when she dreamt it was about water, about swimming in the sea at home, her greatest, sweetest joyDiving for shells at summer twilight among the startled flashing fish, feeling the water wrap her like a second skin
Then without warning or transition the dream changed and she was on the bridge in Tregea again in a gathering of winter dark and wind, more terrified than she had imagined a soul could beOnly herself to blame, her own pride, her gnawing, consuming, unslaked need to make redress for the fact that they had fledShe saw herself mount and cartier watches balance on the railing again, saw the racing, black tumultuous water far below, heard, even over the loud rush of the river, the pounding of her heart
And woke a second time just before the nightmare of her leapWoke because what she had heard as the beat of her heart was a knocking at her door
"Who is it?" she calledWill you let me come in?"
Abruptly she sat up in bed and pulled the topmost blanket to her chin
"What is it?" she called
"I'm not sure, actuallyMay I come in?"
"The door isn't locked," she said finallyShe made sure the blankets were covering her, but the room was so dark it didn't really matter
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"Thank you," he said"You should lock your door, you know
She wondered if he had any idea how much she hated being told things like that"The only person likely to be roaming tonight was our hostess, and she was unlikely to be coming for meThere's a chair to your left
She heard him reach for it and sink back with a sigh into the deep armchair"I suppose that's true enough," he said in a drained voice"And I'm sorry, you don't really need me to be telling you how to take care of yourself
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There was something extremely odd in his voiceShe hesitated a moment, then, carefully adjusting the blankets, reached over to strike a flint
"You light fires on the Ember Days?" he asked
She lit the candle by her bedThen, somewhat regretting the waspishness of that reply, added, "My mother used to light one, just one, as a reminder to the Triad, she used to sayThough I only understood what she meant after I met AlessanSo did my father," Devin said wonderingly"I've never thought about thatI never knew why he chanel large black and white tote bag di
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