Kael did not sleep.He lay on the hearth rug with his eyes open, listening to two women breathe, and every time he closed them, he saw the Devil's question hanging in the dark. The kingdom, or the woman you love? At two in the morning he gave up, rose, and put on his coat.Seraphine was awake at once. "Where?""Nowhere. Walking.""I will walk with you.""The Collector's Clause?""Is a convenient excuse." She did not look at him. "Come."They went out into the sleeping palace, and Kael took the east passage without deciding to, as though his feet knew the way. The great hall lay dark below them, and at the head of the east stair, exactly where a seventeen-year-old boy had once stood, a lone figure leaned on the balustrade with his arms folded."Captain," said Kael.Rowan did not startle. He turned, slowly. In the thin light, he looked ten years older than he had a week ago, gaunt and hollow-eyed, the red rims of his eyes bright as embers. "Sire. You should be abed.""So should you.""I