“Ser-la, you will have to wait for me again. I beg your forbearance.”
“Father, when can we organise the comchengal?”
comchengal“The what?”
whatThey both laughed, “The lánamanda!” he roared with mirth.
lánamandaShe joined in, giggling, and said, “Or núachrad.”
núachrad.”I looked unhappy and they took pity. The chieftain said, “They are all our terms for wedlock and legal contract, Aella. Don’t worry, you shall have the wench!”
“Father!”
He smirked and winked at me, “I see no reason why the feast can’t be held three days from now. As to the contract, you’ll take what I offer, I suppose?”
“That I will!” I wanted his daughter, not his lands.
“Well then, it’s settled, I’ll send out word. Three days hence it will be!”
“But I’ll not wait for your return, Aella.” Sherlaith delivered her
