Chapter Fourteen
“You are poor company today Marion,” said Dionisia as they approached Kingsbury. “You’ve done nothing but stare off into the distance.” They rode side by side, following two mounted guards with six more on foot behind them. The Bailiff rode ahead where people could see him. He believed maintaining a high visibility bred confidence in his authority, which may have explained his preference for gaudy outfits.
The weather was a little chilly, but the rain had stopped, and the earthy scent of spring melded with the smell of the horses. It was a good day to ride and think, but Dionisia obviously preferred to chat.
Marion smiled. “I am sorry my lady. I have never visited Kingsbury and there is much to look at.”
“Hmm! I haven’t seen you since your family went home last week. I
