CHAPTER 11
As he left Hadyn’s training rooms and emerged into the afternoon light, Brynach paused and took a deep breath of the chill, refreshing air. Felt good after the stuffiness and heat of sparring.
Odd, there was Rhian, as if she’d been waiting for him. She looked uncomfortable and wouldn’t meet his eyes.
“Can we go talk somewhere?” she said.
“How about the huntsman’s office?” he suggested. “No one will be there.”
“Good.”
They walked in companionable silence through the kennel gates. This will work better if I let her tell me whatever it is in her own way, he thought.
No one intercepted them, and they opened the door to the huntsman’s office, unlocked as always, and closed it behind them.
Rhian didn’t say anything yet, so Brynach busied himself lighting the lamps and drawing
