Once the necklace is fastened in back, he turns her around again and looks at her, then, without preamble, pulls her close and kisses her.

He is not sure how it happened, how he found himself so in love with her. He had been charmed at their first meeting, more than he cared to admit, but since then, it had been slow and nearly secret, the way he found himself worrying for her and dreaming of her. And then, the beacon had sent him away from her for a time, and it had all happened again, as if what they are to each other is true and inevitable.