“Yes, I am Stacy Psáltis.” She extended her hand in greeting, and was almost unable to hide the surprise when Taya dropped to her knee to kiss the crest upon Stacy's finger.
“It is an honour to meet you, Sister.” Stacy motioned for her to stand when it became apparent she would not do so uninvited. Taya turned to offer a gesture of respect to her guardian, her breath hitching uncontrollably for a second.
“Kitaia, I am glad to see you well.” The gentle warmth in his smile brought a flush of heat to her cheeks. He was nothing like the burley old men she imagined to possess the title of guardians. He looked upon her with kindness.
“I don't believe I've had the honour.” She gave what passed for a respectful curtsy.
“Kitaia, I am your husband, Yuri.” The confusion in his voice seemed eviden
