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table, husband, for I am rather weary."

"Not surprising, with months of planning and fixing and defending," Rod said, gazing down at his
bride, with a look that echoed those his sons had given their brides. "And capped with a day that must
have been the most strenuous of your life."

Gwen gave a little laugh, then said, "Well, there was that night when Magnus was ten, when he
woke with the nightmare, and Gregory had colic and was screaming, and woke Cordelia who joined
him, and Geoffrey was determined to have his share of attention …"

"Yes, but there were two of us to sort that out," Rod said. "This you pretty much had to do alone."

"Not without a great deal of moral support, husband," Gwen said, with a look that renewed her
wedding vows.

But she stumbled as she climbed the steps to the dais. Rod steadied her with his arm and tried to
laugh it off. "More tired than you thought!"

"That may be," Gwen admitted.

But she stumbled again as they were leaving the castle, stumbled only on the single step down from
the drawbridge, and this time Rod had to catch her, not steady her, and she couldn't make her legs bear
her. He held her in his arms while footmen ran for a coach.

" 'Tis only weariness," she told Rod.

"You mean exhaustion," he said, "and you're right—total exhaustion. A few weeks' rest will restore
you."

But it didn't.



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ALEA CAME INTO THE LOUNGE AND FOUND IT empty. Impatiently, she looked around,
irritation growing, then put the feeling into words and smiled with amusement that was tinged with self-
mockery. She was feeling, How dare Magnus not be here when I'm wanting company? as though his
only purpose in life were to amuse her!

Well, of course it wasn't. He was there to provide her this wonderful spaceship with its luxurious
furnishings and gourmet food and drink, and to guard her back in battle. What else was a man for?

Loving, something in her seemed to say, but she shied away from that. The parents she had loved
had died and left her alone and defenseless; the neighbors she had thought her friends had turned against
her to gain her inheritance. The boy who had proclaimed his undying love for her and seduced her had
then mocked her and spurned her. What need had she for love? Much better to have a shield-companion