ONCE AGAIN, RENDER found himself marching toward the palace. As he walked, he had a renewed sense of hope. That one kiss last during those twilight hours made his heart light. Toren may have never said he loved him, but Render knew the monk did. Nothing about their love changed, no matter who separated them or how much time passed. They were connected in a unique way. They might never be able to kiss or touch each other again, but no one could ever take away how he loved Tory. His feelings ...