“Katsa paced to the table again, clutching her hair. “Oh, this is dreadful. Whatever shall I do?” “If he asks you to marry him, you’ll say no. You’ll tell him it’s nothing to do with him. You’ll tell him you’re determined not to marry, that you don’t wish children; whatever you need to say so he understands it’s nothing to do with him.” “I wouldn’t marry Giddon to save my life,” Katsa said. “Not even to save yours.” “Well.” Raffin’s eyes were full of laughter. “I’d leave that part out.”
