“I care for you very much, Rhiannon. But I could not live in Tyr-Na-Nog, separated from everything that I know.”
“No one is asking you to!” she said in alarm. “I was just giving an example. And I am not going back there anytime soon. I told you before that mortals and their talents were a wonderment to me. Despite the pain that one mortal caused me, they still are. I want to live, Thomas. I want to explore this world and drink deep from the cup of life, not sit in an unchanging world, telling myself that the old ways are always the best, until I wither and fade into myth.
“So, will you be my consort? Stand at my side, tall and proud? Love me at night, live with me by day?”
His arms wrapped around her and he bent his mouth to hers.
“Rhiannon, I will.”
*****
“This is all wrong,” Rhiann
