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It was noble and kind. Beyond the way she felt he flattered her, he seemed to have a rather genuine task in this. How kind of a brother to assess the husband of his sister!

Admittedly, she had no clue which man might be picked if White Elk asked her mother. Who in the village might be eligible? Who would want to go to see this sister?

These things were why she was not the matchmaker.

Aya!

The closeness, his offer to gift her a feather.

You are giving me something I will keep forever. And she meant this as her tone grew a touch serious. It would be a treasured thing, she would make sure that it stayed in any ulaq she ever made. A piece of him, of his influence and the support he gave her despite their newness.

I will close my eyes. You must pick the one that will become a part of me.

She stole only a glance of him (so close! so near!) before her eyes shut.

A trust placed in him.