““But then he rolled his head toward me. His gray eyes flashed dangerously. “Today,” he said in a ragged voice. “Mael?” My head spun dizzily. “This morning.” He sat up and rolled back onto his knees in front of me, grasping me by the shoulders and pulling me toward him. “This very morning, Fallon.” I gazed at him in wary confusion. “What about it?” “I’m going to go to Virico, and I’m going to ask him for your hand.””
