Lumara looked down at his hand and frowned. The blond woman was not used to such affection. Her parents had gone and practically forbid her to talk to any man except for Asher. But she knew that she had to act like a lady. She had to stand tall with her husband, tall and strong. She took his hand, albeit a bit loosely, and watched as a boar was set on the table. "This winter took the span of almost ten years. Can it really be that much longer?"