Nell, Evan’s wife, held the sleeping infant in the crook of her arm as she handed Caddy the basket of food. Malcolm stood by the horses beneath the trees and talked privately with the falconer and Master Graves.
Jaime, crouching before the young Kate, tried desperately to hold back her tears as the little girl tied her pink ribbon around Jaime’s thick ebony hair. “It’s for good luck, mistress, and also for you to remember me by.”
“But when I gave this to you, it was for keeps,” Jaime whispered.
“And I kept it, mistress, and it brought me luck,” Kate answered, coming around Jaime and hugging her lovingly. “Now I want you to have it. To bring you luck and keep you safe.”
Jaime placed a gentle kiss on the young girl’s soft cheek and reached inside her cloak. From around her neck she remov
