Three Heroes
“All the beautiful certainty she’d floated in had gone, and she was jolted to dubious earth. Would his next violent outburst be against her? When she told him the truth?
Beyond the gate lay civilization. The English countryside. A well-trodden pathway ran along the edge of a field of barley, winding up the hill behind them, and down toward the village in front.
The path to where? She had vowed to ask him to marry her if he didn’t propose first. Now she faltered before uncertain flames.
“The path rises up to Hawks Monkton,” he said in a very normal voice. “It’s about three miles.”
Jetta rubbed past their legs and headed down. What was there to do but follow?
“Perhaps you would care to visit it one day,” he said as if giving a guided tour. “We have the remains of a monastery there. Very remaining remains. The stones were too useful to be left untouched.”
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