Chapter 10Grumbling darkly, Geoffrey ducked his head against the rain that had started shortly before he cleared the forest. Since he’d seen for himself how well Ralf’s shelter was constructed, he’d kept going rather than run back for his lover. Instead he resolutely headed to the house of the missing stable boy.
Rapping firmly on the door, Geoffrey was glad he didn’t have long to wait for it to open. An older woman peered up at him, her eyes widening as she realised who he was.
“Master Slayer. You’re back. Can I help you?”
“May I come in out of the rain?” Geoffrey had no desire to remain outside getting wetter by the second.
“Of course. Please, go straight in.”
The kitchen area was at the back of the house, where a good sized range burned warmly. Geoffrey went straight to it, letting
