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susceptible to any danger. I heard your father's harsh breathing She stopped because Simon winced, and she kissed him softly.
"Now I see better what you mean," he said grimly. "I prefer to think of Papa as invulnerable, too."
"Yes, but I could not. And I saw how Gilliane fears for Adam
"Which is about as sensible as fearing Roselynde will be washed away in the rain. Adam is a bull."
"Yes, I saw that, too, but her fear hurt me. And I worried about Sybelle and Walter. . . . Everything hurt me. When I began to love you, my shell was forced open, and I was all soft inside. All I could think of was to run away."
"Poor love," Simon crooned, stroking her and laughing Softly. "And then you found you could not run away from love."
"Yes, but how did you know?"
"I have tried it too, of course, but I always go back to Roselyndeand run away again."
"I made a song. When we go home to Dinas Emrys, I will sing it to you."
Those were beautiful words, home to Dinas Emrys. They would visit the other keeps, but Dinas Emrys above the Vale of Waters with the voice-laden winds was the right home for the witch-woman and her lover.

 
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