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Chapter Twenty

"I love you," Munir said tenderly. "I love you with all my heart, Silvia. I didn't know. I didn't realize it, but I do now. Say it's not too late."

"Munir!"

"Say you love me, Silvia. I want you by my side. I want everyone to see you by my side, as my equal. That is where you belong. I understand now that my thinking has been so skewed by the past—but you are different. So very different. You are more than enough woman for me. I could never want another. I beg of you, put me out of my misery!"

Tears sparkled on her lashes. The world narrowed, so that it contained only the two of them. "I love you, Munir. I feel like I've loved you forever. I can't believe… Do you really mean it?" She was crying and laughing at the same time.

"I have never meant anything more in my life," Munir said. His lips touched hers. There was a tenderness in his kiss that melted her. Silvia wound her arms tightly around her husband's neck, opened her mouth and her heart and let him in.

It was the cheers from the Bedouin tribesmen that brought them to earth some moments later. Munir colored, grinned, but did not release his wife. "So, diplomat's daughter, tell me, how have you managed to pour oil on troubled waters?"

"I wish I could tell you that I had an inspired idea all of my own, that my skills alone brought about this truce," Silvia said, "but the truth is, apart from asking them to treat me as an honorary man and your trusted envoy, I had absolutely no idea what to do. So I asked myself what you would say, and I said that. And it worked. They listened, but only because I promised that you would say it again in person. I knew you would come, because whatever you felt about me, you would not allow war to break out, and—"

"I came here for you and you alone, Silvia. You are my kingdom. The only star in my sky."

Silvia blinked away a tear. "I was afraid that you would divorce me for disobeying you."

His hand tightened around hers. "To be without you would kill me. I will never release you from my side again. And if that means taking you to Council meetings…"

"Good grief, Munir, they would expire with shock," Silvia said, laughing with sheer happiness.

"That won't be the only shock. I intend to put the majority of them into well-earned retirement. But enough of the Council, let us get the formalities of this treaty you have brokered over and done with. I want to make love to you."

The gleam in his eyes made Silvia shiver. He stroked her breast, and heat pooled in her belly. "It is a full moon tonight," she whispered. "A honey moon."

Munir's husky laugh gave her goose bumps. "I love you. Every night will be a honeymoon. I have no intention of ever spending another apart from you, I promise you, my wife."

And it was a promise, like all his others, that Munir kept all the days of their lives.

THE END