“I have the feeling your father will want Master Daegal to return your dowry,” Lochlan said.
“I don’t see that happening,” Garratt said sourly. “He’s already lost a servant, because that’s how he saw her. He’ll come up with some reason to keep the dowry, whether it’s legal or not. I guess we’ll deal with that if it happens.”
“Right now,” Lochlan said, “we should be on our way. It was good to see you again, Jervis.”
“It was,” Maurenn said as she stood and then kissed his cheek. “You take care of yourself.”
“Always have, always will,” Jervis replied with a wink. “You do the same.”
“We’re going to try,” she told him as she stuffed her hair into the cap and pulled up the hood of the cloak again.
Then, saying goodbye to Jervis, Lochlan and his friends set out to complete their journey to
