“It is a delicate matter,” Ashton agreed.
“I assume you’ll have him return my coin purse?”
“I intend to settle matters, yes.” He was silent a moment longer, and then that vulnerability was back in his eyes. “And what of you?” he asked, turning the subject away from Rafe. “Do you want children, I mean.”
“Henry and I never had any. I fear I might be barren. Does that change anything?”
Ashton stared at her for a long moment. “No. If we are never blessed with children, that does not mean we aren’t still blessed, even if Rafe does end up inheriting.” Ashton’s wry chuckle surprised her.
For some strange reason, his words about still being blessed struck her as sweet. Too sweet. Her eyes misted. If he kept doing this, she’d lose herself to him, and any ability she had to stop him from hurtin
