Sun Mote Copse with the gold of the richest kings

Nasamiituuq wanted to tell her that she didn't find it funny at all. It wasn't. It still burned her to think of Keshi with some man, and perhaps it always would. But the moongirl bit her tongue and listened; she was hurt, but the hurt would fade with time, and there was something more important here.

You are the one I love.

A soft breath escaped her.

Of course I love you, Keshi, Nasamiituuq murmured. She still could not bring herself to move closer, but her golden eyes were a little brighter. I followed you all this way, didn't I? I would have searched forever to find you.