He laughed.
“I know exactly what you are feeling and, if you are able to get up as early as seven o’clock then we will ride before breakfast.”
“I would love that,” Clova said and gave him a conspiratorial smile before she moved away.
What she wanted to discover was how to reach Castle Cowan in the shortest possible time.
She had the idea that to follow the road she had come by, winding up the hills and down until it finally reached Castle Cowan, would be a longer way round than was necessary, but she knew that it would be a mistake to ask questions.
The day passed with the Elders holding what Clova felt was a planned series of meetings with her and escorting her amongst the Clansmen as they enjoyed themselves after eating and drinking.
Some could not stay long because they had to be
