So she would not marry him, then. A deep sadness settled in Mor's chest, but more than anything she could feel relief — her nerves were settling. Her eyebrows settled, too, and she wiped her palms on her coat to dispel of any sweat. Her engagement ring was upside down.

"I do not suppose that you've any idea what I'm supposed to do to let him know," Mor said, jesting even though her voice was a titch higher than normal. "Should I just — not go?"