He wanted her as she wanted him and now they were together and nothing and nobody would ever separate them.
“I have – missed you!” she whispered.
“And I have missed you, my darling,” he said in his deep voice.
He pushed her fur-edged hood back from her head.
“My Christmas bride!” he cried, “and I don’t intend to wait one moment longer than I have to.”
“I feel we have – waited already for a million – centuries,” Sona murmured.
Then he was kissing her and it was impossible to speak.
She could only surrender herself completely to the demand of his lips –
*
A long time later when he had taken off her cloak and she was sitting on the sofa by the fire with her head on his shoulder, he said,
“I have made all our plans. My own Chaplain is joining us tomorrow and will marry us in a proper
