[ She pauses, just briefly, but it's a hesitation all the same. She hasn't spoken of this to anyone, least of all to her people here. They would not approve. They had not, at home, yet it is still the truth and she won't deny it. ]

I have.

Sometimes there is a choice to be made, a difference between what the heart knows to be right, and the strict order of duty. It is not always possible, to do both. Such a choice was not long ago before me.

I chose the heart, and would again, should the choice be mine once more.