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.Mari pulled her baliset out of her pack.Perhaps some music would lift their spirits.She strummed a few soft chords, then broke into a gentle song about a maiden seeking her lost lover by the shores of a misty lake."That was just lovely," Estah said when Mari had finished.Mari smiled and started to ask the halfling what she would like to hear next when her eyes were caught by Caledan's intent gaze.He sat across the fire, his face lost in shadow, his pale green eyes locked on hers.Caledan stood up."I'm going to go stretch my legs," he told the others.He walked away from the ring of firelight.Mari watched him until he vanished into the deepening purple twilight.The healer requested a lively tune next, one called "The Dragon and the Dormouse." After that, Mari played several more songs, but finally her hands fell from the polished wood of her baliset."I'll… I'll be back soon," she told the others, setting down the instrument.She gazed into the dusky night and walked in the direction Caledan had taken earlier.What are you doing, Mari Al'maren? she asked herself.But she had no answer.She knew she ought to stay away from Caledan.She had known so from the moment she first looked at him and felt the tingling in her skin when he touched her.She had fought those feelings with all her strength, as if they had been demons trying to gain control of her.She knew it was wrong, even dangerous, to fall in love with Caledan.She had sworn to be true to the Harpers, and she couldn't love Caledan and perform her duty at the same time.She could not compromise herself as a Harper.And yet…"Who's there?" a voice spoke softly in the dimness.It was Caledan."It's only me, scoundrel," she said, stepping from a shadow into the silvery light of the rising moon.They stood atop a low hill.The land stretched out beneath them in all directions.In the distance Mari could spot the brightness of the companions' campfire, but they were out of earshot."What do you want?" Caledan asked, his voice neutral.Mari shook her head."I don't know.Nothing, I suppose." The moonlight glimmered off her silver Harper pin."No, that's not true," she added after a heartbeat."I do want something.Foolish as it may be, I want you, Caledan."He was silent for a long moment."I want you, too… Mari," he said finally, his voice unusually husky."But…"Mari took a step forward, placed her hands on his broad shoulders, and kissed him soundly.He tried to pull away, but she held on with all her strength and did not let him go.Then, slowly, his lips melted against hers.Finally he reached out and pulled her close, her head resting against his chest."You may live to regret this, you know.""I know," she said, smiling wryly."But I'll love you even then."He spread his cloak out upon the dewy grass, and the two sank down to the soft ground."One more day," Caledan said when the companions were all mounted, ready to ride again into the valley of the ancient, numberless barrows.Dawn had come; the sky was gray and the light gloomy."After that, we've got to get back to Iriaebor.For all we know, Ravendas has found the Night-stone already.""If that is so," Morhion said, "then there is little point in our returning at all." Caledan looked darkly at the mage but did not answer him.They made their way to the north side of the valley and spent the morning exploring among the overgrown burial mounds.There were fewer barrows here, but they seemed to contain the same as all the others they had examined- mostly the remains of Calimshite soldiers."Calimshan must have lost a major battle here at some point," Tyveris said, tossing down another helmet in disgust."Serves them right." The loremaster was beginning to develop a serious dislike for Calimshites.Mari glanced over at Caledan, who was refilling the hole Tyveris had dug in this latest barrow, and saw that he was looking at her.He smiled, the expression lighting up his green eyes, then he winked at her mischievously before returning to work.Mari couldn't help but grin
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