she turned back to look at vlad as he bid her good day, feeling absurdly grateful to him simply for existing.

"thank you," she said. vlad's smile was affectionate.

"for what it's worth, ariane, i'm sorry. damien has many fine qualities, none of which he will admit to... but that you could see them says a great deal for you. i have to think he'll come to his senses, but this will be hard for him."

her shoulders slumped. "i don't know. i really don't. but i couldn't stay. it may not matter, after tomorrow..."

"nonsense. i've spoken to mormo and even had a quick word with arsin