Chapter 5
The search for GuironWhen Isar returned home, he was weighed down with bags and pouches containing wood for carving, including the great oak burr he had set off to find. Lark ran to greet him as soon as word came that he had been spotted on the ridgeway, and at once tried to relieve him of some of the lighter burdens. He had been away longer than he intended and he looked exhausted. He kissed her and held her against him with his one free arm with a deep sense of relief. He was home, and it was where he wanted to be. He loved her and he felt safe with her. He tried to suppress the vivid flash of memory of his night with Deva. It had been disturbingly beautiful — a high point he would never forget — but it must never be repeated. Mixed in with the ecstasy they had shared, was som
