-Interlude II-
Bodden
Summer 960 MC
Baron Richard Fitzwilliam sat back in his chair, taking a deep drink of his wine. “That was how she saved my life,” he said, “though I never told anyone about it till now.”
Anna scrunched up her face, “I’m confused. She saved your life and yet she felt compelled to come and help you? That doesn’t make much sense.”
“I’m betting,” said Beverly, “that my father hasn’t finished the tale. He’s drawing it out. Isn’t that right, Father?”
Fitz laughed, “You know me too well, my dear. There is indeed more to the story. But surely someone else has a tale to tell?”
“Oh no,” said Anna, “you must keep telling us your tale now that you’ve started.”
“Did you ever reconcile with your brother?” asked Hayley.
“I’m afraid not,” said Fitz. “It wasn’t long after thi
