Chapter 6
I arrived home to find Sylvain sitting on the steps in front of the shop. His hands were busy weaving pieces of leather together.
“What are you making?”
Sylvain did not raise his head as he often did when he heard my voice.
“I do not know, it is only a way to pass the time. Perhaps it will be a new leash for some animal in need of taming.”
The walk home from the castle had been long. Duir’s threat haunted me and upon seeing Sylvain, I wisely decided not to mention his threat. Now I yearned for dinner, drink, and hoped our earlier argument would not be resumed. I sat next to him. “I’ve been to see Duir. He has seen and fallen in love with the velvet, and so my hands will make his vest and it will be magnificent!” At the last word, I saw Sylvain flinch.
“I don’t doubt it.” He
