She meets that look, unflinching. Patient. It would be much the same--her feelings, knowing that Jon shared a bond with another that she could not. Oh, she understands all too well what he means, and she accepts any and every reaction of his to this news.

"I didn't think of him whilst Kebechet interrogated me. I don't think of him now, when I stand with the man who is my husband in all but name."

She lifts her chin, somewhat defiant.

"I told him you are my intended. I asked him to keep you safe."