A snort of laughter, hastily changed to a cough, came from Kincaid, and Geo himself wore a slight grin.
“I need to return as quickly as possible—” He paid no heed to Kincaid’s startled expression. “—and while my bays aren’t in the least distressed, I’d prefer a fresh team. A fast team.”
I blinked but didn’t question him. “Very well. Sir Eustace’s greys are beautiful steppers.” They weren’t quite as perfectly matched as the blood bays or the chestnuts, which was why as yet no one had expressed the desire to purchase them. “I’ll send word to the stables to…Ah, Colling.”
The butler was hurrying up the stairs. “Sir Ashton, I beg your pardon. David was confused by your order, and so he came to me. Are you sure the doctor should be—“
I felt my colour mount. “No, that won’t be necessary. Howe
