Rhiannon Page 32
by Vicki Grove
She threw out her arms. “Mysteries! The world swirls with them, Thaddeus! Not just the ancient ones, but new ones as well. Everywhere we walk, we walk amongst mysteries and wonders!”
He was turned toward her, looking at her, she felt it.
“I fear I shall never be kissed, either,” he said quietly.
And somehow, mysteriously, she knew he waited to see what she’d say back.
So taking a cue from fearless Beornia, she turned to meet his eyes and let her own eyes say that he need have no fear of that.