“We make the preparations and he claims the takings,” Ceara said with disgust. “I could despise this man and his company.”
The three women were in Morag’s hut again, their mood uncertain. Even Dorcha was subdued on his perch.
There had been no indication of the Silver Wolf’s company dispersing, despite Elizabeth’s ploy.
And they had claimed the plunder from the raiding company, too.
‘Twas clear to Ceara that they would not be able to survive so long as the Silver Wolf’s company remained—and that he had no inclination to leave.
“What of Alys?” Elizabeth asked.
Nyssa sighed. “She will have been forced by now.”
“We failed her,” Ceara concluded, then rose to pace the confined space. “We must free her from him somehow.”
“But how?” Nyssa asked. “We are vastly outnumbered and they are war
