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"Well, after you've spoken privately with Father, you'll
stand before the whole tribe. Arrowthorn will proclaim that
you will go on a quest to prove your worthiness to be my
husband. Then, he'll ask me if that is what I want - "
"And you'll say yes," Riverwind added with a smile of
certainty.
"Well, yes." She smiled back. "Then he'll announce us
betrothed, until such a time as the quest is fulfilled or
forsaken."
"It will be fulfilled," he said solemnly, capturing one of
her hands in his own.
"And then," she said, "we'll kiss before the whole tribe.
. . ." She placed her free hand on his shoulder and leaned
toward him. She heard his swift intake of breath before she
kissed him lingeringly. "Well, perhaps not quite like that,"
she whispered sweetly.
"The servants are probably wondering where we are,"
Riverwind said huskily. "It's going to be a long way around
the mountain to find them."
"I know."
"We should get started," he added.
"If I must wait for you," Goldmoon whispered, once
again settling herself in the crook of his arm with her head
on his shoulder, "surely you can wait for me - until . . .
until . . ." She pondered. "Until the sun dries my hair," she
said finally, laughing
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