Elias
Two wonderfully relaxed days pass. Lyn seemed a little nervous and sceptical of my behaviour at first, but then apparently decided to enjoy the brief peace. I took care of everything, including making her dinner, stoking the fire and occasionally cleaning up. Together we spent time in front of the fireplace. Both with a good book in hand and in amicable silence.
It pains me to have to return to the power games and intrigues in the castle. All the theatre seems to me a heavy burden that I don't want to carry but have to. On Sunday the carriage arrives again, and I pack our things. Lyn has only the clothes on her body, and I have a whole bag full. It seems unfair to me, and I decide to do something about it soon.
"Lyn come here please," I say in my usual indifferent voice. She joins
