As the fire’s embers burned out beneath, a huge log crashed down, sending crackling flames and sparks flying in the Great Hall’s huge fireplace.
The new laird’s face was in shadow as he looked around at the young features of the three men sitting with him. Scattered about the Great Hall, servants and warriors slept on benches and tables, and a number of dogs lay curled up amid the rushes covering the stone floor. Most of the household was already asleep, either here or in the stables and outbuildings, but Gavin had kept these three trusted warriors with him. In the short time since they had all arrived, these men had been tasked with determining what needed to be done to secure the castle. Each man had gone about his business, and now the Lowlander leaned forward to hear them.
Edmund beg
