CHAPTER FIFTEEN
I crossed my arms over my chest. “I’d say there’d better be some explaining on the way.”
He smiled and offered me his arm. “Gladly.”
I grudgingly accepted and we headed back toward the castle in the distance. The limp broom was still gripped in my other hand and I almost missed its manic flight as I stumbled along the rough woodland floor. There was no obvious path and every single bramble tried its best to hug me. I used the brush to sweep the offending plants away from me.
“So were you out here carousing with that guy all this time?” I questioned my companion as I beat back a prickly bush.
“Not carousing. Discussing,” he corrected me as he drew a branch behind him to let me pass. “Shepherds hear much and talk every chance they get. Young Ben there had been te
