Lord of Dunkeathe
“"He willna listen to me, but he might to you. Thane or no, we're poor and he's got to quit offering food and shelter to every sod who shows up at the gate, or we'll no' have two coins to rub together." "Aye," Riona Mac Gordon reluctantly agreed, "but it'll break his heart if he canna offer the hospitality of his hall." The red-haired Kenneth pounded his fist into his palm for emphasis. "Father must face facts. We're poor and getting poorer. He's got to stop inviting every stranger he meets for ...a meal and a night's lodging." "I'll have a word wi' him and see if I canna make him understand we need to be more careful," Riona acquiesced as they reached the gate. Nearby, chickens scratched and pecked in the hard-packed earth near the stables. The wooden stakes that made up the outer wall were falling down in more than one place, and the gate couldn't have kept out a determined child. "Maybe if I tell him you'll have naught but some rocky ground and a run-down fortress to inherit, he might listen." "You should tell him that there's nothing left for your dowry, either." "I don't care about a dowry," Riona answered.MoreLess
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