“I—I cannot accept this. What about you? Where will you live when you return?”
I shook my head. “The gods do not promise that I will live. They make that promise to no man. But when this is over, Lancelot and I will return to Brittany. He has ancestral lands there. Have no fear for our welfare.” I placed Galen’s hand over the bracelet. “Give me one less worry on the battlefield. Say yes and be happy.”
Galen looked at Sobian. “I do not wish to force you into anything you are not prepared to accept.”
She grabbed him by the shirt collar. “I have been waiting for you the whole of my life. You are my match in all things. I will not let you go.” She kissed him, long and deep. When she finally pulled away, she asked, “Your father wasn’t murdered by a god, was he?”
Galen looked at her quizzic
