CHAPTER 3
“Catch that puppy!”
Benitoe heard Maëlys just a moment too late as he opened the door from the stableyard into the Golden Cockerel Inn.
The half-grown b***h pup, conscious of sin, fled past him before Benitoe could stop her. A glance inside told the story—an empty common room with chairs up on the tables for cleaning, and an overturned wooden bucket of soapy water, the pool still spreading across the floor.
He looked back grinning over his shoulder from the height of a couple of steps, and watched Luhedoc casually stand aside as the puppy vanished through an open stall door in the stable. He closed it behind her, neatly penning her inside.
Benitoe laughed at the maneuver, and then walked in to confront his flustered aunt.
“Causing trouble, are they, auntie?”
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