Duskfire Glacier Don't go sharing your devotion, lay all your love on me

It warmed her insides when Rye seemed receptive to the idea of Meerkat coaching little Sikuliak. He did caution her about the boy's mother, which the yearling acknowledged with a nod of understanding. She didn't bother disguising her curiosity with Rye called this Imaq his "soon to be wife." The idea of bastards didn't bother her one bit—seeing as she was one herself, technically speaking—but there was the obvious implications of a romance.

And what girl wouldn't want to hear more about that? "Soon to be?" Meerkat pressed with a smile. "I'm all ears if you want to talk about that," she added with a good-natured laugh, hoping he would indulge her.