Another snippet of WIP to go with Sue Vincent’s appropriately atmospheric photo.

“I have met him, the chieftain you told me of. We have come to an agreement.”

He tells her, hoping she will already know, be able to reassure him that this was the right move to make. Evienne smiles, her lips parting on white teeth.

“He is a rough man by all accounts, but a clever one and he values wisdom and culture.”

Richard nods slowly. “That is the impression he gave. Ruthless too. I wonder if it is hereditary.”

Evienne’s smile broadens. “And the bargain?”

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