AS MUCH AS STOAN WOULD have liked to spend the day testing out Reina’s skills against the challenges of the Citadel, he had real work to do. He was already acting the fool around her.
He’d kissed her in the open air in enemy territory. Yes, he’d known the marina was abandoned, and yes, it had been an hour until sunrise. But showing weakness got a man killed.
Reina wasn’t a weakness.
That came from the deepest depth of his soul with iron strong certainty. These emotions were new; his resolve to have her beat at his heels and tried to consume him. But she was not his weakness.
If anything, she was his strength.
Before her, he’d known he walked a short and lonely road to death. Yes, he’d had the faint hope of meeting Inrit and saving them both. But he recognized now that the wish was lit
