Chapter Fourteen“There must be something more I can give ye. I’d come if I could, but I dare na.”
Landau had taken her aside, but she didn’t let him lead her up to his perch by the cannon. She didn’t know whether or not to warn him. No, she’d protect Sten’s secret. Sten insisted that he never passed on what he heard there, but she didn’t like the idea of being overheard.
She glanced down at the three horses snorting great puffs of steam into the morning light. Roland checking the stirrups on his great black charger, Colin tentatively scratching the nose of a gentle brown mare, and the magnificent dapple gray gelding Landau had loaned her.
He’d insisted the horses were a gift, but she was in no place to accept such a thing. She and Toby had often ridden together in happier days, but that
