Chapter 9
The next morning Conner was shocked to see another four cows like the ones gifted to him by Daithi, and even more surprised to see two men milking them. However, when Ciaran smiled and waved at them, he relaxed. “Who are they?”
“Cousins.” Ciaran clapped his hands. “Father must have sent them to help protect the farm.”
When Conner went to market, one cousin accompanied him, while the other remained at the farm. To his delight, his milk sold very well. Especially since Boetius didn’t turn up with any to sell. As Conner prepared to return home, a neighbour approached him.
“By any chance has Boetius tried to buy your farm?” Flynn asked.
“He’s interested, but I’m not.” Conner decided there was nothing else to say on the matter.
“He wants mine, too. I was of a mind to sell, bu
