Chapter Eight
Meikah looked between Mace and the direction Amiel had taken. “What’s going on?”
“He left me to guard the place while he hid. Told me I wasn’t doing anything. Only sleeping.”
Livia laughed. “No wonder you were cranky when I asked why you were awake so early.”
Danton held a leather moneybag out to Kellan. “Send regular updates of what is happening if you need to stay a while. Let me know if things are more than you can handle and I’ll contact the capital.”
A muffled jingle of coins sounded as Kellan took the bag and slid it under his robe. “We know the drill.”
“Make sure you don’t get caught.” Danton reached for another oat cake.
There was laughter around the table. A smile remained on Meikah’s lips when she met Livia’s gaze and saw the humour in her eyes that were a sh
