“They know, Briana,” Dagon said, holding her close. “And when we return victorious, we will be married before the Gods!”
“I’ll drink to that!” Einion said, raising his glass. “To Dagon and Briana!” They all drank.
“And to reclaiming your throne!” Lucius added loudly.
They talked into the night about the route to take and the chances of success, but they had to admit that until they arrived in Dumnonia and found out more information from the locals, observed their uncle’s troop movements and more, they could not plan very well.
The talk worried Adara and she excused herself to go to bed.
After more talk and more wine, Lucius excused himself and followed after his wife.
“Lucius!” Einion came running over to him before he went up the stairs to the second floor. “Thank you. I know it was
