The Cry of the Marwing Page 36
by Unknown
The players started once more and Tierken took her hand and led her to where the other couples gathered. ‘The dance of the dwinhir ends, and our own begins – one that will last till the end of our days. Will you dance with me, bondmate?’
Kira regarded him steadily, then smiled. ‘Yes,’ she said. ‘I will.’