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"Enough," Rhiannon said softly, and pushed the horse away.
She turned to Simon, smiling at his stunned expression but with worry deep in her eyes. "That is calling. I was told it was Angharad's skill. My mother does not have it. Sheshe reads people. I can call almost any animalbut it does not work with people. Men and women have minds and wills"
"So do horses, and I never met one with a stronger will than Ymlladd," Simon said, but his eyes were glittering with mischief and laughter. "So you did set a geas on me!"
"No!"
"Yes you did. As soon as I saw youyou were singing to Prince LlewelynI was called and held."
Rhiannon laughed. "You devil! You are trying to make me feel guilty. I did not even notice you."
"Nonetheless," Simon teased, "you have ensorceled me. See how I returned resistless, even after you yourself sent me away. I am enchanted."
"You are enchanted with your desire to have your own way," Rhiannon replied tartly. "Do you think I am an idiot and do not remember that you just told me you were Pembroke's messenger?"
But she was not angry, and Simon laughed with her. "How inconveniently honest you are," he complained. "Any sensible woman would be delighted with the idea that she could bewitch a man"
"And especially you!" Rhiannon exclaimed.
"Do not offend my modesty," Simon retorted, grinning, then sobered. "But it is true nonethelessoh, not that you bewitched me but that I loved you from my first seeing and that each time I see and speak with you that love grows. Rhiannon, you say you do not love me. . . . Do you love any other man?"
"No! Nor will I ever."
"I do not believe you."
She shrugged. "Nor do I believe that you will love

 
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