"I know," Rylee said. "I guess I am going to be homeless for a while." She looked deep into his eyes, wanting to know if he caught her hidden meaning.
Rylee wasn't a fool; he may be lost at the development of the word, but there is still one language a man would never have thought of: the body language of a woman. He knows what he has to do, but the thing is, only her people know about them now; if he takes her to his palace, then Jacob would know. Although he trusts Jacob, however, the council chiefs are fond of showing up invited to his palace. He could take her to Snow, but if he does that, how can they grow their bond? "I have a palace; you are welcome anytime," he said, making his decision.