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Otho glanced puzzled at him.

тАШA what kind of man?тАЩ he said.

тАШA Christian man, one of Lord JesuтАЩs followers.тАЩ

тАШAh. Is this Yaysoo the overlord in these parts?тАЩ

тАШEr, well, you could say that.тАЩ

Otho hunkered down and began lifting the chunks of sod away from the coals. Domnall pulled on his
boots, bound them tightly, then stood up to wrap and arrange his plaid.

тАШThe Lady Angmar? Has she lost her husband then?тАЩ

тАШLost him good and proper,тАЩ Otho said. тАШNo one knows where he may be or if he lives or lies dead, and
here she is, heavy with his child.тАЩ

тАШThatтАЩs a terrible sad thing.тАЩ

тАШIt is, truly. If she knew he was dead, she could mourn him and get on with life, but as it is...тАЩ

тАШThe poor lady, indeed.тАЩ

тАШItтАЩs just like him, though, to do something so thoughtless. An inconvenient man, he was, all the way
round. Ah, but who knows why women choose the men they do? SheтАЩs still wrapped in sorrow over her
Rhodry Maelwaedd, no matter what we may say.тАЩ

That was doubly odd. What was a Sassenach woman doing married to some lord from Cymru? Or
could this be the reason for her exile? Otho glared at the coals, then blew a bit of life into one of them
and threw on a handful of tinder.
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тАШDo you have a home near here, lad?тАЩ

тАШI do. I serve Lord Douglas and live in his hall.тАЩ

тАШThen let me give you some advice. Get out of here while you can and head home, or you may never see
it again. The snowтАЩs stopped falling, and the boatmen will row you across.тАЩ

тАШIтАЩll need to give the lady my thanks first.тАЩ

тАШSheтАЩll not come down till well past mid-day. Her grief rules her. Get out while you can, while the
sunlight lasts, and that wonтАЩt be long, this time of year. I warn you.тАЩ The old man glared up at him, his
face red and sweaty as the fire leapt back to life. тАШHaen Marn travels where it wills, and faster than spit
freezes on a day like this.тАЩ