Chapter 36Rune stared at the fire through the plume of pipe smoke. The door of his sitting room opened and clicked close. Rune took another draw as Roald came to stop at the door.
“Be gone, Roald,” he grumbled as the smoke billowed with his breath then lofted as the next stream pushed into it like rolling clouds.
He took another, longer draw from his pipe. Without a word, Roald sat in the vacant chair beside Rune, who stared through the smoke. Resting his elbows on the armrests, Roald emitted a long, loud sigh and stared into the fire, ignoring Rune's persistent scowl.
“She knows,” Roald said.
The words stopped Rune's hand and he glared, awaiting an explanation.
“You told her?”
Roald nodded then tipped his head back at an angle.
“She had no idea,” Roald said.
Rune released another
