Chapter Fourteen
The knock on his chamber’s door was soft, at first not heard by his sleeping ears. But then those ears tuned to the sounds outside his sleeping consciousness—a habit of survival—and Nor woke. Pulling away from his slumbering wife, he smiled as he looked on her, while gathering his robe about his nakedness.
“Lorio!” he eyed the young man with surprise. “Is the sky brightening with the dawn so soon?”
“Yes, my lord, it is nearly time for the hunt to begin, though I am here for other reasons.”
“And those are?”
The boy was hesitant looking beyond the man, seeing the tips of a woman’s feet at the end of the bed. Nor looked around.
“It is the Lady Casia,” Nor confirmed for him, as the boy’s neck craned awkwardly to get a glimpse of the woman in his bed.
“Ah, sir, that plea
