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Sir Devon watched, amazed, as the two young men rode off into the forest side by side. Clearly, the Prince had forgotten Sir Devon. The knight felt
a moment's rage before he remembered how preoccupied Alain had been, how sunk in gloom; then Sir Devon's resentment melted like ice in tea, for
he had been raised on romances like any other young gentleman of Gramarye, and knew that all can be forgiven the lover who is driven to
distraction. He allowed himself a moment for a sad smile, then sighed and called his horse. Alain might have been forgiven, but Sir Devon still had
his duty-to report what had happened to Their Majesties.


He rode away down the road. Scarcely had he passed beyond the first bend when Cordelia came shooting into view on her broomstick. From her
higher vantage point, she could see a break in the trees, where Alain and Geoffrey were riding away together. For a moment, she stared; then a hot
surge of indignation reddened her cheeks, and she banked into a sharp turn, heading back toward Castle Gallowglass, growing angrier and angrier
with every mile she flew.




CHAPTER 3
"How could he! How could he go gallivanting off with one who has but lately given his sister insult!"


Cordelia was pacing the floor of the solarium, fuming, tiny slippers tapping. Rod and Gwen sat by, watching their daughter and biting their tongues.
At least, Rod was biting his.


"Perchance," Gwen suggested, "thy brother had already rebuked Alain, and punished him."



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Cordelia looked up, instantly dismayed. "Oh, say not so! I know the manner of Geoffrey's rebuke." She frowned. "Nay, he could not have, or there
would not be enough of Alain left to sit a horse!"


"Unless Alain apologized," Rod pointed out.


Cordelia stared. "Alain, apologize? That stuffed, selfimportant popinjay, lower himself to apology?"


"I think thou dost wrong him in that, daughter," Gwen said gently. "He is chivalrous enough to apologize, if he could be brought to see that he had
wronged you."


"Even if he had, 'twas to me he should have apologized-not Geoffrey!"


"Why, that is so," Gwen said, puzzled. "Wherefore would he not seek thee out?"