“I want us to be faithful to each other,” she said gravely. “From this day forward.” There was a brief silence, a hesitation born not of doubt, but awareness. As if their vows were being heard and witnessed by some unseen presence. Merripen’s chest rose and fell in a long, deep breath. “I’ll be faithful to you,” he said. “Forever.” “So will I.” “Promise also that you’ll never leave me again.” Win lifted her hand from the center of his chest and pressed a kiss there. “I promise.”