She sighed. "I'm learning what it means in society in Kaeleer. What it was supposed to be, but...this. In more...intimate attachments..."

She sat up, watching him, wary again. "Falonar said he served. Then he...he didn't want anything more than a whore to warm his bed. He didn't want..." Her. The attachment had been based on sex and he'd wanted someone softer and gentler and...

She had studiously avoided talking about Falonar before, but his betrayal had stung, and made her more cautious than she was wont to be. It showed in her eyes, in the way she distanced herself a little from him.