Jefri paused and looked away. Somehow, Ravna didn’t think that he was waiting to hear her response—which was good, because she couldn’t think of a thing to say.
His gaze turned back upon her. “But you know, I am Sjana and Arne’s son. And as Tycoon endlessly reminded us, I am Johanna’s brother. There will come a time when you think more of me.”
And then Jefri ended their discussion in a new way. His arms swept around her, drawing her into a thorough and uncompromising kiss.
• • •
Ravna remained on the rock after Jefri and Amdi departed. After all, she had come up here to consider the most important things: The next thousand years. And now, the last five minutes.
The sky gleamed too bright to see any star except the lowering sun. No matter. When Ravna was on
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Vernor Vinge
is the author of the Hugo Award–winning novels«——THE END——»