Chapter Six
The seven who’d come in tribute to Sir Sagemore’s southern province three weeks before gathered early in the morning. All but Casia had prepared for the journey home the night before. Nor’s wife counted on her handmaidens to care for her, and they did—though Camilla did so grudgingly with her heart and mind focused on the captain she’d leave behind.
“My guards will escort you to the northern end of the province, where Sir Ganly will have his men ready to take over,” their host repeated. He stood straight, tall, handsome as the new day, as he coolly appraised the situation. “The region has been quiet in the last few weeks, I expect your trip will be uneventful.”
“Then I’ll have to make up some excitement,” Casia returned with a gentle snicker.
“I am sure you will. It seems
