"Don't you dare say that." Kamila's rage disappeared like snow under the summer sun. "Without you, Zinya would still be blind. She would have never met Zogar and by now Fallmug would have beaten her to death while all I could do was grieve her loss.
"I would still be a low-level bureaucrat, with no life, no family, and plenty of regrets. You've done more than putting me into danger, Lith Verhen. You have given me hope, purpose, and a place where I belong.
"I don't regret for one moment coming to the Desert and proposing to you. I'm sorry for what I said." She sat in front of him, taking his face into her hands.
"And I'm sorry for questioning our marriage first. That was a dick move." Lith took her hands between his, kissing her palms.
"You can say that." Kamila sighed. "Now that we have both calmed down, can you please tell me why you don't trust me?"
"What do you mean?" He asked in bewilderment.
