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It really was difficult to get much done with so many people in the stable, Léof mused as he worked his way back to Æthel’s stall with a pail full of clean water for her. Perhaps he just ought to see to his own breakfast and come back when everyone had left. That might not be such a bad idea.
When he reached the stall he saw that Thornden was standing nearby, saddling his horse, whose stall was the one next to Æthel’s. “Good morning, Thornden,” he said.
“Same to you,” Thornden said, though his reply came a few seconds late.
“Is everything alright?” Léof asked as he hung the pail in Æthel’s stall. “Are you worried about the meeting with the landlords today?”
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