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Disgraced Lord
Eoghan huddled under the cloak that was fit for a man much more filled into his skin. He’d chosen it intentionally. Anyone could visit a prisoner. So seldom did it happen that the guards were all too happy to let a man pass without more than a fleeting glance. Only on Eoghan’s orders could a cell door be opened, and after the debacle with Lady Blackwood, the guards they had now were fresh from the Isle of Belcarrow, trained for more than resisting slumber and sharing kingdom gossip. The corpses of those who had failed still lined the rocky shoreline of Duncarrow as a reminder that no matter how mundane their job, there would be no abiding miscarriage of duty.
But Eoghan had no desire to have Aiden’s cell opened. He may not allow anyone to make a point of his physical s
