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An hour later, Henry found them in the great hall.
“So,” said Thomas, looking at his friend’s face. “How bad is it?”
“Well,” Henry pulled out a chair at their table and joined them, “Richard thinks your talents are handy, but worries that the church may withdraw any possible support if we use them. John is sure the church will withdraw support until we turn you over and thinks your talents are overrated.”
“And your father?”
“My father was impressed.”
“So, where does that leave us?” asked Eileen.
“Waiting,” said Henry. He looked into the fireplace, where a small blaze sent minimal heat into the otherwise empty hall. “Father has decided not to take any actions until spring. He believes the enemy will starve by then.”
“And what do you believe?” asked Thomas.
“I wouldn’t question m
