“Please, call me Rhiannon. We’re all family.” Rhiannon smiled warmly at the woman. “Your husband found me lost in the forest and started this whole adventure for me.”
“Aye! He tells the story all the time…ta anyone who weel listen,” she laughed looking over at Teo who had the good grace to look abashed.
Rhiannon stood back and looked over the crowd. There were a hundred other people in various dress—even veiled—plus about fifty Sona Tuathian Royal Guardsmen and about the same number of warriors from the desert territory of Cargh—the southernmost point of Beaynid. “Welcome to Ventra!” Her voice was strong and clear, and she spread out her arms in greeting. “I’m sure you all are exhausted from your journey. Please let us show you to your rooms. Our feast will begin in a few hours.” At that
