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Talorc touched her ear and the familiar gesture combined with the distance she

created between them made her wish for something different. She turned her head to

face him.

He slid a concerned glance between her and Guaire. "Perhaps you should rest

another day." Obviously, he was still worried the seneschal would tell her Talorc's secrets.

If his concern had been for her health, she would have listened, but as it was, his

worry about Guaire telling her what she already knew only made her more determined to

accompany him. "I am bruised, not broken. The walk will do me good."

"Do you think he will tell her?" Talorc asked Niall.

"He said he wouldn't. I have never known Guaire to break his word."

"Nor have I." But he couldn't help worrying. Talorc needed to be the one to tell

Abigail of his true Chrechte nature, but he had realized when it became clear Guaire was

aware of the Chrechte's biggest secret, that if Talorc did not do so soon, she might find

out another way.

"Would her sister have told her, do you think?" Barr asked.

"That is far more likely, but if she had done so, I think Abigail would have

confronted me with the truth."

Niall snorted. "Or Emily would have when she realized you'd kept her beloved

sister in the dark about your wolf."

"She has never been shy about speaking her mind."

"I remember," Barr said with a grin.

"The whole clan remembers her likening me to a goat."

On the way to the lower bailey, Abigail made sure no one else was around before

asking Guaire, "You love him, don't you?"

Guaire did not ask who she meant or try to pretend he did not know what she was

talking about. He simply gave a defeated sigh and said, "Yes."

"I thought as much."

"I have loved him all my life. I do not remember when I realized I wanted to kiss

him, to touch him as a lover. I only know that I have never wanted another."

"You've never found another man or woman attractive?"