XIVDian was waiting for Adam in her igloo. She knew what had happened at the first sight of his face. “You are going?” she asked quickly.
“Right away, Dian. Belgrade has agreed to my terms.” He spoke in low tones.
The girl did not flinch. She never seemed so tall, proud, and brave. Yet her face was stark pale, and her eyes lustrous with hidden tears. “I will send word that my men no longer stand guard over the winged ship.”
“Perhaps I can come back, in a year or two.”
She smiled dimly, sadly. “You will never come back, Tall One. Your own world will hold you, and some one’s arms will hold you too. Perhaps you will forget Dian, in this lost land behind the ice.”
“I will never forget you.” His voice gathered power.
“I don’t want you to. I want to steal into your thoughts, even though I
