“You could send some bandits with us.”
“It’s not that simple.”
“They work for you, don’t they?”
“They don’t. I pay them sometimes to keep an eye on who enters this area and what they are doing here. As you can see, we are only a few in this house and I am quite poor in health. I cannot ride anymore, and have to rely on others to check my lands. Our holding is very large and much of it is useless forest.”
Johanna cast a sharp glance at Roald, in case he was going to divulge his vast knowledge about the Baron’s family’s sordid family details. She couldn’t help but think how he’d lain in bed under her, his eyes closed. It was scary and wonderful that she could do this to someone who was socially awkward and incapable of dressing himself.
Roald remained silent.
“What about your son?” Aft
