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"Where are my stepbrothers?" Je
"They're comin' home by a different route. We couldn't be sure the Wolf wouldn't try to attack us while we marched, so we split up after leavin' Cornwall." With another pat on her head, he spurred his horse forward.
As if in a daze, Je
"It grows dark," Bre
The abbey. Three short hours ago, Je
"The abbess will be a
Bre
At the moment, the prospect of being killed by a bear seemed rather inviting to Je
Ignoring Je
In the woods beside the road, two shadows moved stealthily, staying parallel with the girls' path up the hill.
By the time they were partway up the steep incline, Je
"You're just like Joan of Arc," Bre
"Except that I'm marrying Edric MacPherson."
"And," Bre
Laughter widened Je
Encouraged by the return of Je
"I don't know," Je
"What does all that mean?"
Je
"Oh yes," Bre
"Bre
"Don't talk of it any more," Bre
"Tell me how I look, then," Je
They stopped walking, their way blocked by the dense woods that covered the rest of the slope. A slow, thoughtful smile spread across Bre
"Good, but do you see anything unusual about me?" Je
"No," Bre
"Your eyes are blue," Bre
"They were blue two years ago," she said. Bre
Je