Skarth the GodlessSigrith has not spoken a word to me.
And she has barely spoken two words to our mother.
I have no idea how she is going to react when she sees Emeline. I suspect not well.
Mother is trying with her, but Sigrith has no interest in making small talk. The only thing she seems to take interest in is reminding me of all the wrongs done to her. Not by words, however, because her silence speaks volumes.
The closer we get to King Egbert’s estate, the more nervous my mother becomes.
She told me she escaped from here, but Emeline was being held prisoner. She tried her hardest to help free her, but Emeline told her to find me. That sounds like my brave hugrekki. Always putting others before herself.
“What is the plan?” Mother asks for the tenth time.
I’ve not answered her as
