"I have other concerns right now."
"Because of your brothers, you're alive to be here with me right now." She pressed her thumbs firmly into his shoulders, unraveling the coils of tension there. "Is it so bad?" "Yes, I hate this." She chuckled. His brothers had said life could be better, that all he'd needed was his Bride. And now, his life was in no way fixed, but sometimes he'd found himself feeling... hopeful. He wasn't assured of their happiness together - she was mortal and vulnerable and seemed determined to make no commitment to him; he was still half-mad and had numerous assassins competing for his head. But there was indeed possibility. He owed them for that. "Would it please you if I said I'll concentrate on them when I finish with Tarut?" "Yes, mon grand. It really would." Conrad would do nothing else until he'd first secured N