“The King has ordered that no one speak of her, or make inquiry as to her health or well-being.”
“What do you mean that you cannot speak her name?” I wiped the moisture from my eyes and smiled.
“Othur came to me and asked if I would try to find out how you were. “I hear tell that the food in the castle has all the taste of straw of late.” He darted a glance out of the corner of his eye at the brooding figure of the Warlord. I swear that she has actually lost weight in these last few days.” He laughed shakily and wiped his eyes. “All we knew was that after you disappeared into the camp it erupted into lights and noise and celebration. “We feared you dead or worse.” He stepped back with tears in his eyes. “Dearest Lara,” Remn whispered in my ear as he held me tight. Tears filled my eyes as I buried my head in his shoulder. Remn ignored him, opened his arms, and embraced me. Keir seated himself on the end of the bed. Once in the privacy of the room, I turned, unsure of my welcome. Remn took the package from his servant and followed. I will return when I have concluded this business.” He looked at me. The room started to rise as well, but he gestured them down. Remn raised his head to look Keir in the eye.
“It is not wise to offer insult to the warprize.” The room stilled somewhat, sensing his displeasure. “Forgive me, Noble Warlord, but by the orders of my King I am forbidden to speak her name.” In return, she pledged a book to me as a surety of the repayment of the debt. She sought the money for the purchase of herbs and medicines for your men held captive at the time. “Noble Warlord, one of your household came to me seeking a loan. Remn folded his hands in front of his chest. “Noble Warlord, the debt is owed by one of your house.”
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