“Do not lecture me on my daughter!” shouted the baron. “She means everything to me. How dare you insinuate I would intentionally risk her life.”
“And yet isn’t that exactly what you’re doing?” said Rosalyn. “I know you mean well, Father, I truly do, but when they start hurling stones at us, everyone is a target, including me.”
“I understand, my dear, but you"re asking me to trust the word of a stranger in our home.”
“A stranger I may be,” said Ludwig, “but I would have this conflict settled, and peace returned to the land.”
Lord Wulfram stared at him. Ludwig felt the penetrating gaze boring into him as if examining his very soul.
“Fair enough,” the baron finally said. “We shall try it your way. I"ll write a letter. No, let’s call it an invitation to Lord Gebhard proposing we meet to s
