Chapter 59
Cian’s biggest worry had been getting John settled in for the night, and Faolin had sedatives just in case. John cooperated by returning from his evening with Hugh very quiet, and very drunk.
Once Cian had helped him into bed, he’d fallen deeply asleep, or maybe he’d simply passed out. Either way, she was in the attic with Faolin long before she’d expected.
The dust and disorder wouldn’t have been her first choice for much of anything, and the freezing cold floor and walls certainly wouldn’t have. But the two of them never would have managed to move the heavy trunk themselves, and Fiona or Elizabeth would certainly notice if they brought in someone else to move it.
Taking the stones would be easy enough. Once she was ready to get Branwen out and hidden away, that’s exactly w
