“Tell me which ones and I’ll ready them.”
She considered, named a trio of horses she thought might suit, then watched Lucas walk off to do what he did best. Unfortunately that left her with nothing to do but linger in the passageway and wait.
She wandered down toward the entry to the barn, leaned back against a handy wall, and contented herself with yet another recalculating of her funds.
Would that it took more time than it did.
She straightened immediately at the sight of her uncle marching purposely toward the barn, his guest in tow. She waited without shifting until he arrived, then strove not to flinch as he stopped in front of her.
“What are you doing lazing about?” he demanded.
She made him a small bow. “I was simply waiting here to attend your pleasure, as always, and await M
