Nona found Conaire in the hall, speaking with Elatha. She faltered as she spotted the disagreeable older woman, but then composed herself and kept going. She was the lady of the holding now, whether the wife of her husband’s father liked her or not.
As she approached, the woman broke off what she was saying to Conaire and turned to her, one eyebrow arched, her usual expression of cool disdain on her face. Nona’s skin pricked, reminding her that this woman was a powerful Fey. Her main Gifting was in Glamour, but as with many who shared that Gift, she was also a powerful Speaker.
Nona forced herself to speak civilly. “Greetings, my lady.”
Elatha nodded and turned back to Conaire, dismissing her. “I say again, wait. Your father would not want the good he did in building his ties with Fer
