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"I understand your words.  I know of the loneliness, the hurt that a heart can feel when it is alone for so long." Tirush puts a wing around Imperia and reaches up with her other free hand, a large finger touching her cheek. Her eyes are soft and her ears flat, her voice taking on a gentle tone, warm like ambered honey.

"I will not speak for my Danthe, but I will say he has beautiful wives.  And yes, he has taken An'tønet as a wife," she says, pronouncing Antoinette's name as best she can, "And she has never known a man, nor woman, until now, so it is new to her.  This is a new time for him, and for her," she chuckles, causing her chest to throb against Imperia. Her voice becomes softer still.

"You are a good woman, and will make a good wife.  Your heart is full of love.  Not like other nï'diløn, like the grim unliving ones that have no joy.  You would make a good wife for my Danthe, but his mind is not my mind.  Do not mistake my friendship for his love.  "

Her last words are gentle and sympathetic.