It broke her, and unmade her, and rebirthed her.
Sprawled over Chaolโs chest hours later, listening to the thump of his heartbeat, Yrene still did not have words for what had passed between them. Not the physical joining, not the repeated bouts of it, but simply the sense ofย him. Of belonging.
Sheโd never known it couldย beย like that. Her quick, unimpressive, and only brush with sex had been just last autumn, and had left her in no hurry to seek it out again. But this โฆ
Heโd made sure she found her pleasure. Repeatedly. Before he ever found his own.
And beyond that, theย thingsย he made her feelโ
Not just as a result of his body, but who he was โฆ
Yrene pressed an idle kiss to the sculpted muscle of his chest, savoring the fingers he still trained down her spine, over and over.
It was safety, and joy, and comfort, and knowing that no matter what befell them โฆ He would not balk. He would not break. Yrene nuzzled her face against him.
It was dangerous, she knew, to feel such things. Sheโd known what lay in her eyes when heโd looked at her. The heart sheโd offered up without saying as much. But seeing that locket that heโd somehow found and had
been so thoughtful about โฆ Her initials were beautifully done, but the mountains and waves โฆ It was stunning work, done by a master jeweler in Antica.
โI didnโt do it on my own,โ Yrene murmured against his skin. โHmm?โ
She ran her fingers over the grooves of Chaolโs stomach before rising onto an elbow to study his face in the dimness. The lanterns had long since burned out, and silence had settled over the camp, replaced by the buzz and hum of beetles in the palm trees. โGetting here. The mountains yes, but the seas โฆ Someone helped me.โ
Alertness filled those sated eyes. โOh?โ
Yrene plucked up the locket. Between bouts of lovemaking, when sheโd gone to move his cane within easy reach of the bed, sheโd slid the small note inside. The fit had been perfect.
โI was stuck in Innish, with no way of leaving. And one night, this stranger appeared at the inn. She was โฆ everything I was not. Everything Iโd forgotten. She was waiting for a boat, and during the three nights she was there, I think sheย wantedย the lowlifes to try to rob herโshe was spoiling for a fight. But she kept her distance. I was left with cleaning up alone that night โฆโ
Chaolโs hand tensed on her back, but he said nothing.
โAnd mercenaries who had given me a hard time earlier that evening found me in the alley.โ
He went utterly still.
โI thinkโIย knowย they wanted to โฆโ She shook off the icy grip of horror, even all these years later. โThe woman, girl, whatever she was, she
interrupted before they could so much as try. She โฆ dealt with them. And when she finished, she taught me how to defend myself.โ
His hand began stroking again. โSo thatโs how you learned.โ
She ran a hand over the scar on her neck. โBut other mercenaries, friends of the earlier ones, returned. One held a knife to my throat to get her to drop her weapons. She refused to do so. So I used what sheโd taught me to disarm and disable the man.โ
He blew out an impressed breath that ruffled her hair.
โTo her, it was a test. Sheโd been aware of the second group circling, and told me she wanted me to have someย controlledย experience. Iโd never heard of anything more ridiculous.โ The woman had been either brilliant or insane. Likely both. โBut she told me โฆ told me it was better to be suffering in the streets of Antica than in Innish. And that if I wanted to come here, I should go. That if I wanted something, I shouldย takeย it. She told me to fight for my miserable life.โ
Yrene brushed the sweat-damp hair from his eyes. โI patched her up and she went on her way. And when I got back to my room โฆ She had left me a bag of gold. And a golden brooch with a ruby the size of a robinโs egg. To pay for my passage here, and any tuition at the Torre.โ
He blinked in surprise. Yrene whispered, voice breaking, โI think she was a god. IโI donโt know who wouldย doย that. I have a little gold left, but the brooch โฆ I never sold it. I still have it.โ
He frowned at the necklace, as if heโd misjudged its size.
Yrene added, โThatโs not what I keep in my pocket.โ His brows rose. โI left Innish that morning. I took the gold and the brooch and got on a ship here. So I crossed mountains alone, yesโbut the Narrow Sea โฆโ Yrene traced the waves on the locket. โI crossed because of her. I teach the women
at the Torre because she told me to share the knowledge with any women who would listen. I teach it because it makes me feel like Iโm paying her back, in some small way.โ
Yrene ran her thumb over the initials on the front. โI never learned her name. She only left a note with two lines.ย For wherever you need to goโ and then some. The world needs more healers. Thatโs what I keep in my pocketโthat little scrap of paper. Whatโs now in here.โ Yrene tapped the locket. โI know itโs silly, but it gave me courage. When things were hard, it gave me courage. It still does.โ
Chaol swept the hair from her brow and kissed it. โThere is nothing silly about it. And whoever she is โฆ I will be forever grateful.โ
โMe too,โ Yrene whispered as he slid his mouth over her jaw and her toes curled. โMe too.โ