Kaelyn held her breath. She’d dreamed of Wyndham asking her to go with him, leave their lives, and be together from the moment she knew she could never have him.
“Where are you going?” she asked, certain he could hear her heart racing.
“North.”
A chill filled her. She didn’t want to go north. North meant responsibility, meant worship and being something she wasn’t. “You know I can’t.”
“Sure you can.”
No, she couldn’t. She couldn’t let the clansmen continue to think of her as an embodiment of their Goddess.
“The clansmen have the utmost respect for you.”
“They think I’m an avatar.”
“Is that so bad?”
“How can you say that? Have you suddenly accepted all the responsibilities and limitations of being a prince?”
“I have.”