"Go," Scott commanded. "And make certain that you all return home safe."
Vevina saw the way her wife clenched her hands in tight fists at her sides, and when she turned and spotted her, she strode toward her. Her strength trembling the rushes on the floor. She wanted to cringe, bracing herself for a strike, and shut her eyes tightly against the vision of her descending down upon her. But somehow she found the strength to stand as she was, straight and tall, though not without a tremble.
She halted abruptly barely inches from her face. "Don't dare leave the keep today."
Vevina hadn't walked the moor in days and was aching for the peace it brought her, and that ache gave her the courage to say, "I intended to walk the moor..."
"No!" Astrid shouted and grasped her arms, her fingers diggi
