Capítulo 100: Chapter 100

Omar shared the groan. I have no words for you was slightly old-fashioned Mestien, used in poetry and other arts, but not in modern Mestien. It would have told him something was afoot. It was exactly the kind of reassurance he'd been hoping for. "I should have asked him to repeat exactly what she said." He wanted to scream or laugh or cry but couldn't settle on which one. Princess Shanna had believed him. Everyone had known he wasn't a traitor, after all. "I thought…"

This time it was Symaia who held him close. "That is all my fault. I swear I will make amends for being such a fool. Whatever you want, you've only to name it."

"I just…" Omar swallowed, hating that his voice trembled, that his stupid eyes would not stop stinging. He slipped into Mestien, too overwhelmed to recall all the words he needed in Remnien. "I just want to be your lifesworn. That's all I've ever wanted."