The announcements of the morning stilled the very air, even the birds are no longer singing. The loss of Verica doesn't bother me at all, for though she's of my husband's tribe I never spoke with her. The loss of Amlaidh, though, I admit that struck to the heart. I hope our paths are forever split here for I know what the laws state and I don't know if I could follow them.

I turn my eyes to the gate that Dobhar had just ridden through, and disgust crosses my face. The eyes of the Rian are on Fenian thank goodness, perhaps she didn't see my expression.

"If that is your wish," I state simply, then ride toward the gate with the others to give them a moment alone.