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akes me feel so。
Gaborn's lips strayed over the hollow of her throat； up to her ear。
She took his right hand in her own； brought it toward her breast。 But he pulled away and would not touch it。
〃Please！〃 she whispered。 〃Please。 Don't be a gentleman now。 Make me feel beautiful！〃
Gaborn pulled his lips away from her ear； stared hard into her face。
If what he saw in the dim light displeased or repelled him； he gave no sign of it。
〃Iuh；〃 Gaborn said weakly。 〃I'm afraid I can be nothing but a gentleman。〃 He tried to smile reassuringly。 〃Too many years of practice。〃
He pulled away a bit； but not entirely。
Unaccountably； Iome found her eyes full of tears。 He must think me brazen。 He must think me wicked； a voice inside her whispered。 He sees me truly now； a craven animal。 She felt sickened by her own lust。 〃I。。。I'm sorry！〃 Iome said。 〃I've never done anything like that！〃
〃I know；〃 Gaborn said。
〃Trulynever！〃 Iome said。
〃Truly； I know。〃
〃You must think me a fool or a whore！〃 Or ugly。
Gaborn laughed easily。 〃Hardly。 I'm。。。flattered that you could feel that way about me。 I'm flattered you could want me。〃
〃I've never been alone with a man；〃 Iome said。 〃I've always had my maid with me； and a Days。〃
〃And I've never been alone with a woman；〃 Gaborn said。 〃You and I have always been watched。 I've often wondered if the Days watch us only so that we will be good。 No one would want to have their secret deeds recorded for all the world to see。 I know some lords who are generous and decent； I believe； only because they would not want the world to know their hearts。
〃But how good are we； Iome； if we are only good in public？〃
Gaborn hugged her； pulled her back against his chest； but did not kiss her。 Instead； it seemed an invitation to rest again； to try to sleep。 But Iome could not rest now。 She tried to relax。
She wondered if he meant it。 Was he trying to be good； or did he secretly find her repulsive？ Perhaps even in his own heart； he dared not admit the truth。
〃Iome Sylvarresta；〃 Gaborn said； his voice distant； highly formal。 〃I have ridden far from my home in Mystarria to ask you a question。 You told me two days ago that your answer would be no。 But I wonder if you would reconsider？〃
Iome's heart pounded； and she thought furiously。 She had nothing to offer him。 Raj Ahten was still within the borders of her country； had taken her beauty； destroyed the heart of her army。 Though Gaborn claimed to love her； she feared that if Raj Ahten lived； Gaborn would never see her natural face again； but would instead be forced to gaze on this ugly mask for as long as she lived。
She had nothing to give him； except her own devotion。 How could that hold him？ As a princess of the Runelords； she'd never have imagined herself in this position； where she would love a man and be loved； though she had nothing but herself to offer。
〃Do not ask me that；〃 Iome said； lips trembling； heart racing。 〃I。。。cannot consider my own desires in this matter。 But； if I were your wife； I'd try to live in such a way that you would never rue the bargain。 I'd never kiss another the way I just kissed you now。〃
Gaborn held her； fortably； easily； so her back was cupped against his chest。 〃You are my lost half； you know；〃 Gaborn whispered。
Iome leaned back against him； luxuriating at his touch； while his sweet breath tickled her neck。 She'd never believed in the old tales which said that each person was made of but half a soul； doomed to constantly seek its panion。 She felt it now； felt truth in his words。
Playfully； Gaborn whispered into her ear。 〃And if you will someday have me as your husband； I'll try to live in such a way that you will never think me too much a gentleman。〃 He wrapped his arms around her shoulders； hugged her tightly and let her lean her head back against his chest。 The inside of his left wrist rested on her breast； and though she felt aroused by his touch； she no longer felt wanton or embarrassed。
This is how it should be； she thoughthim owning me； me owning him。 This is how we would bee one。
She felt tired； dreamy。 She tried to imagine what it would be like in Mystarria； in the King's Palace。 She dared to dream。 She'd heard tales of it； the white boats on the great gray river； floating through the canals in the city。 The green hills； and smell of sea salt。 The fog rolling in each dawn。 The cries of gulls and endless crashing of waves。
Almost she could imagine the King's Palace； a great bed with silk sheets； the violet…colored curtains flying through the open windows； and herself naked beside Gaborn。
〃Tell me of Mystarria；〃 Iome whispered。 〃 'In Mystarria lagoons lay like obsidian； among the roots of the cypress trees。。。' 〃 she quoted an old song。 〃Is it like that？〃
Gaborn sang the tune； and though he had no lute； his voice was lovely：
〃In Mystarria lagoons lay like obsidian； among the roots of the cypress trees。 And pools are so black they reflect no sun； as they silently buoy the water lilies。〃
Those lagoons were said to be the homes of water wizards and their daughters； the nymphs。 Iome said； 〃Your father's wizards； I've never met them。〃
〃They are weak wizards。 Most of them have not even grown their gills。 The most powerful water wizards live out in the deep ocean； not near land。〃
〃But they influence your people； all the same。 It's a stable country。〃
〃Oh yes；〃 Gaborn said； 〃we in Mystarria are always seeking equanimity。 Very stable。 Some might say boring。〃
〃Don't speak ill of it；〃 Iome said。 〃Your father is tied to the water。 I can tell。 He has a way of。。unteracting instabilities。 Did he bring one of his wizards？ I'd like to meet one。〃
Iome imagined that he would； that if he'd brought soldiers to parade about and display his power； he might have brought one of the water wizards。 She hoped such a wizard might help fight Raj Ahten at Longmont。
〃First of all； they aren't 'his' wizards； any more than Binnesman could be your wizard〃
〃But did he bring one in his retinue？〃
〃Almost；〃 Gaborn said； and she could tell he wanted the wizards' help； too。 Water wizards； unlike Earth Wardens； could be counted on to meddle in the affairs of mankind on a regular basis。 〃But it's a long journey； and there isn't much water on the plains of Fleeds。。。〃
Gaborn began to talk to her then about his life in Mystarria； the great campus of the House of Understanding with its many Rooms spread out all over the city of Aneuve。 Some Rooms were great halls； where thousands came to hear lectures and participate in discussions。 Others were cozy； more like the mon room in a fine inn； where scholars sat beside roaring fires in winter； like the hearthmasters of old； and taught lessons while sipping hot rum。。。
Iome woke with a start as Gaborn shifted his weight beneath her； shook her shoulder gently。
〃e； my love；〃 he whispered。 〃We must go。 It's been nearly two hours。〃
Rain drifted from the cloudy skies。 Iome looked around。 The tree above them provided surprisingly good shelter； but Iome marveled that no rain had spattered her or wakened her earlier。 She wondered how she'd slept at all； but recognized now that Gaborn had used the power of his Voice to lull her to sleep； speaking