[ Miles winces rather sharply at that. It's still a fresh wound. ]
We were strained already. I'd asked her to marry me and come back to Barrayar, and she refused firmly. I asked her to come back with me now and the answer was the same. So rather than prolong the inevitable...
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We were strained already. I'd asked her to marry me and come back to Barrayar, and she refused firmly. I asked her to come back with me now and the answer was the same. So rather than prolong the inevitable...
[ He shrugs faintly. ]