He finally started to speak. “Rhiannon, when I was in Sona Tuath my life was bereft of any happiness. When you left, you left with my heart. These past years I have been but a shell of a man.” Rhiannon tried to look down, but he gently guided her face back up to meet his. “Greannmhor, my life is meaningless and empty without you. I will not leave here without you as my wife.” His voice was soft, but his words were forceful.
The shell had melted the panic away, but it was replaced with a dull anger that warred with the love that still burned inside of Rhiannon for Flath. “I can’t just forget your betrayal with Jocelyn.” She meant her words to be filled with venom, but they were almost apologetic, and she cursed herself for being weak.
“I know ‘twill take time for you to trust me again, Gr
