Mind-Teller was sitting crossed-legged in front of the altar, hands steepled, rocking back and forth.  The healer working with Leo today sighed heavily. Mind-Teller looked at her solemnly from across the room and asked softly, "He's going to be alright, isn't he?"

Before she could answer aloud, he walked over and knelt beside the boy, his eyes spilling over.

"There's nothing else I can do. I'm so sorry," said the healer.

Mind-Teller bent over Leo and kissed his forehead, putting one hand over his heart.  He stood suddenly and ran out the door.

Sandry started after him, following him up to the top of the wall. She grabbed on to the back of his shirt just before he threw himself off. She wrestled him to the ground.

"Leonardo!" she whispered to his face, "I demand you to hold still and tell me what is the matter!"

"Leo's mother," he panted, "was an evil witch. She put a tie on me and the boy, so if any thing ever happened to him, I would feel it too. I must stay close to him and protect him, if only for myself. The time he was kidnapped was the toughest time for me; I could feel his every move."

"Why did she do that to you?"

"She wasn't eaten by the dragon. She ran with another man, and the villagers stoned her. I didn't know, Sandry!" He started sobbing again, "I didn't know. I'm so sorry. I didn't even realize until after, I don't love anyone but you. Even if I did have to go through all that, I still love no other."

Sandry herself was crying now. "Leonardo," she sobbed desperately.

"Sandraline fa Toren, will you marry me?"

She just stared into his eyes and cried.

He looked down, not wanting to hear her thoughts, and took her small white hands in his. "Please?" he pleaded.

She stopped crying.

"There is just so much to be done! Uncle and Lark and the others…"

"So is it a yes, then?"

She stopped and looked into his bright, dancing eyes, so different from the cold, scared ones he had worn minutes before. Kissing him softly on the cheek, she answered, "Yes!" and started to make her way off the wall.

Mind-Teller stood, dumb-struck for a moment, and then stood to run after her.