"Nesryn Sobbed, tugging and tugging. Sartaq smiled at her gently. Sweetly. In a way she had not yet seen. "I Loved you before I ever set eyes on you," he said. "Please," Nesryn wept. Sartaq's hand tightened on hers. "I wish we'd had time." A Hiss behind him, a rising bulk of shining black Then the prince was gone. Ripped from her hands. As if he had never been."