Rowenna
Rowenna entered the kitchen, her thoughts all akilter. Why could she not be as she wished when near Nydfara?
She almost bumped into Léof, who said, “Come, Eoghan, we are in the women’s way. Will you help me carry a few things out?” He held out the box of tallow cakes, which was both safe and non-breakable. The boy took the box and followed the ostler out. That was good to see.
Now, where were the supplies she sought? Bucket, rags, broom. She gathered them and hurried out to Nydfara. He was standing where she had left him, watching her with that distant, measuring look in his eye that made her heart beat more rapidly. What did he think when he looked at her that way?
"Here," she held out the broom. "I'll wet and scrub while you push the mess back out the door."
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