Chapter Six
"Silver Fox"F
innbhear the Silver Fox, Lord of Cnos Midhea, Keeper of the Bard's Seal, Practicer of Magic and current Protector of Bodb Derg, sat in his garden, frustrated over his roses.
His roses were his pride. No gardener tended them save himself. Clipping them, watching them bloom, even procuring fresh manure to feed them was his special delight. They, in a sense, were his children.
This love of horticulture was his mother's breeding, although Finnbhear did not know it. She had been the great granddaughter of a wood nymph who forsook immortality for love. Finnbhear was the finishing result: hazel-eyed, silver-haired, and gentle. He was also ferocious when necessary and solid in his beliefs.
With a great sigh, he brushed the soil from his leggings and stood. The roses
