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gaze traveled around the cellar then back to Marr. Do you live here alone or is there someone else I m
putting in danger?
Just me. No family or anything. He paused, but felt compelled to explain. There was someone, my
partner, Sasch, but he s gone now.
Sky blue turned to silver as Davan turned his head and the light reflected from a different facet of his
diamond eyes. Gone where?
Marr hesitated again. He hadn t spoken about Sasch to anyone and didn t know why he felt compelled
to tell this stranger. When Theon was invaded, Sasch went to fight the Tandus. I didn t want him to go,
but he felt he had to. And I stayed behind.
He shrugged, unable to express the guilt he felt for not going with his lover and trying to keep him
safe. But he was no freedom fighter. He was a farmer and someone needed to grow the crops and feed the
people no matter what else was going on in the world. He couldn t persuade Sasch to stay and Sasch would
never have asked him to go.
The resistance was crushed in a few months. He was killed. The words fell like pebbles from his
mouth and Marr realized it was the first time he d ever said them aloud.
I m sorry. Davan s silver eyes shifted back to a soft blue. Marr couldn t take his sympathy and
didn t want to talk about Sasch anymore. He began unpacking the last of the items from his box.
You ll need this. He handed Davan the empty jar he d brought for him to piss in and set a palm
reader on the ground. Do you like Gindre adventures?
I don t need to read em. I live em. Davan winked and a cocky grin twisted his lips. But the
shadows under his eyes and sheen of sweat on his brow belied his teasing manner. He looked like he was in
pain.
Marr leaned forward and rested a hand on his forehead, a little hot, but not too feverish. He stroked
Davan s hair back from his face. It was an absurd gesture of comfort to offer a man he barely knew, but he
couldn t resist touching that shiny, white-blond hair. It slid like silk between his fingers and the color
shifted from white to burnished gold to a kind of toffee-brown depending on how the light reflected from
the fine strands.
Davan didn t pull away. Instead, he closed his eyes and his grin softened to a faint smile.
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