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The full weight of what had befallen her house had at first been unclear, but they had overheard snippets as news from Pascae overtook them on the road. Eventually she had confronted her escort over it… that had been a difficult conversation. Sir dan Marc was not good at reading people even on his best days, but it was little wonder that news of the attainment of her entire noble house and every adult relative of that lingeage was a blow she had yet to recover from.
She still had her life, in no small part to Sir Andrei and those in his service, and for that she was grateful. The journey had not been without danger but, praise be to the Almighty, aside from hurrying off the path at the sight of one galloping Reginate herald and a particularly dicey encounter with bandits, they had arrived at their destination unmolested. Lady Hewitt had refused to leave those behind. Sir dan Marc had assumed she would be accepted as a lady-in-waiting for the matriarch of the Andrei family, but the eldest sister Roselyn had wasted no time in scooping her up into her own entourage upon their arrival. Sir dan Marc had hoped to see her tonight at the evening dinner, just to reassure himself of her wellbeing, but it seemed the Andrei’s were keeping the disgrace noble lady close to their chest for now. Sir dan Marc couldn’t fathom why, politics was not his strong suit.
The evening dining in Castle Andrei, such as tonight, was vastly different from the morning meals. These Lord Andrei reserved for his close family and guests of honour, of which Sir dan Marc was surprised to find himself counted among. Lord Andrei’s son and heir Damien had introduced Sir dan Marc to the most senior of the men present at breakfast, but Sir dan Marc had felt out of place and kept his peace except where prompted. At the evening meals, under the gaze of Lord Andrei, Sir dan Marc felt himself too often the centre of attention.
Sir Neil dan Marc had never been much for talking, another area not his strong suit. He was deeply self-conscious of his lacklustre attempts to describe the achievements of Lord Nikolai Andrei’s son during their time together with the appropriate flair. Sir dan Marc wouldn’t consider Sir Rabe a close friend, but he would have to admit with some chagrin that the gruff Montbrun knight would have been much better at doing the story justice.
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