he’d devised. A union made in Haydon. I knew in my soul it would never be honored by Guardian, nor given the balance of Mylonna and Symion.” She looked up at him, knowing he would see the essence of her heart and soul. “There was only one with whom I’d experience the true balance of Lydion and that vision of union was destroyed forever.” Devon brushed a hand along the curve of her face and she leaned into it. She’d never realized before how truly cold her soul had become. His touch was like a warming beacon on a frigid night. “The night before the union celebration I went to the House of Twilight and sold my purity. I decided if anyone would profit from my innocence, it would not be my father. The next day he confronted me and I was officially declared impure and no longer of any use to him. I haven’t spoken to him since that day.” Devon pulled her close. “It was an act of desperation. I wish I’d been there, I should have been. There was no one to protect you.” She leaned back and looked at him. “Who protected you and your family from my father’s greed, Devon?” she asked softly. “I vowed the day I found out what he’d done, I would find a way to free you.” Devon stroked her hair. “You’ve done that, Eluria. That and more.” “But too late. It was by accident I heard of the plan to seize your father. I’d been able to pass him bits of information from my…assignments.” She tried to pull away, but his arms anchored her. “As soon as I heard he’d been discovered, I went to him.” She reached up to remove the silver necklace hanging around her neck. “He gave me this. We talked many times about you.” She looked down at the talisman she’d worn next to her skin for so many years. “He wanted you to have it. He had faith I’d find you.” She offered it to him. Devon released her and took the chain from her hand. A wrenching tugged at her heart. It was the last link binding her to him and his family. He studied the talisman, then looked at her. His gaze held memory—and sadness. “Do you know what it is?” She shook her head. It had been enough to know it was something she was to hold in safekeeping for his return. It kept her focused on her purpose. “I only know he meant for me to place it in your hand and to offer you one word. Remember.” Devon’s vision turned inward, past her, into the Before. “It belonged to my grandfather, and his father before him. It is a symbol of our freedom from the brutality of the Moygars—a piece of the shackle our descendant wore. My great-grandfather had it encased in crystallite to preserve it. It has been handed down to each eldest son since that time.” She watched as his gaze returned to the talisman cupped in his hand. His fingers curled into a tight fist around the memory. “I’m so sorry, Devon.” “It’s all that’s left. And you have protected it. Don’t be sorry.” His determined blue gaze caught and trapped her. “Devon.” The word was but a sob of answering need. Without warning, he lowered his head and his lips claimed hers. His heat blazed through her. Instinctively, she opened her mouth, and his tongue drove deep into her moist warmth, demanding what should have been his long ago. Eluria tried to pull away. She couldn’t do this. To seal with him now would be her utter destruction. She broke free of his consuming kiss. “Devon, no—” His expression brooked no discussion. “Yes, Eluria. Together we will heal the past and bind the future. Guardian would not have brought us together on this planet without purpose.” “It wasn’t Guardian,” she cried in denial. Guardian wouldn’t have been so cruel as to have brought them together this way. Not with the knowledge that she could no longer offer the balance that Devon should have in union. “It was my father who did that. I know the level you’ve risen to as Enforcer. He doesn’t like to share power. Nor does he like to be thwarted.