Squeals and giggles parted them slowly, and with frowns and annoyance at being disturbed, they turned to stare at a group of little girls standing at the edge of the village, pointing at them from a few feet away.
"We have an audience," Vevina whispered.
"Good. They will take the news back to their parents about two women kissing," Astrid said. Vevina gave her a look, which made the other laugh. "Well, new gossip will soon replace the old, and I wouldn't be surprised if bets were placed as to when you will have to choose."
"Choose?"
"Whether or not to produce an heir," Astrid told her.
"An heir with who?" Vevina looked confused.
"I'm sure there's still some who expect you to go back to Arthur and..." Astrid said but was interrupted by a kiss.
"Astrid, I've chosen you, and you're m
