Vevina walked the moors alone. Winter had allowed a warm day to slip through, and though she still required a wool cloak, there was no bitter chill in the brisk air. She took several deep breaths and whispered numerous prayers. She was so very grateful for all the good in life.
Astrid treated her wonderfully. She couldn't believe she had such a good spouse or that she now had such a generous and loving family. They were all excited about their love. The whole village had grown used to them and their lives together as woman and wife.
Yes, life was very good, and it would only get better.
She didn't mourn the loss of Robert. He deserved his fate and she had not intervened. She wasn't surprised when Astrid had spoken to her before she announced Robert's punishment. She had already determ
