Anton looked at Raine, and while he wasn't a man particularly prone to submitting to first impressions, he had to acknowledge that he was impressed with her. She was thoughtful but practical, and with an understanding of what was important in life.

"Yes," he said with quiet understanding. "That is how men and women of valour are made." It was the only way he was able to exist at all, let alone for as long as he had. "Would you like dessert?"