The Running Vixen
“‘Sore and tired. Nothing that Thornford’s hospitality cannot cure.’‘You should not have set out so soon,’ she remonstrated, not in the least reassured, for although his main injury was not mortal, it was too serious to be treated with the lack of respect he was affording it. The wind was bitter, stinging their faces, the sky the colour of a dusty mussel shell and full of fitful rain, and he had been forcing the pace. ‘It was Warrin who was given seven days to leave the country, not us.’‘I have ...explained why it was necessary Heulwen, stop fussing.’ He pressed his knees to Vaillantif ’s sides. She bit her tongue and threw an exasperated glance at his back. In her ignored opinion they should still be in London, allowing time for his flesh to knit properly and his strength to return. But Adam, as stubborn as ever, and a querulous patient, declared that he was surfeited with the city and the whole damned circus of the court; that he had cauldrons simmering in the marches that he could not afford to let boil over - his Welsh hostage for one, his Welsh hostage’s brother for another, his new wife’s lands for a third - and nothing his new wife had been able to say or do had shifted his resolve.They forded the river and clopped through the village, the dwellings huddled together beneath the lowering sky.MoreLess
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