December 3 Waning Crescent 1085

Eithne is very sorry

Sweetdew trotted in and heaved herself down at Eithne's feet.

As soon as the door was cracked wide enough for her bulging belly, Sweetdew trotted in and heaved herself down at Eithne’s feet like a little guardian lion. Eithne did not think this a promising sign.

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Eithne is sorrier still

Eithne found she could only laugh.

Eithne found she could only laugh, now that Cian had picked himself up off the floor and Flann had seen that Liadan was safe and had stopped her shrillest screaming for Osh and the Lord to come to her aid.

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Sigrid sees another face

Sigrid had tied her cloak so tightly.

Sigrid had tied her cloak so tightly that her heart seemed to be battering itself against the knot in a frantic attempt at escape. Her shoulders and breast were covered safe and snug, but it only made the rest of her feel all the more exposed.

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Eirik faces his wife

'Wait here.'

Eirik only managed to croak, “Wait here,” before he dashed into the ruddy gloom of the smithy, his throat already burning with bile.

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Skorri receives his orders

Skorri dropped the hem of his tunic and spun around.

Skorri dropped the hem of his tunic and spun around to snarl, “I’m in here!

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Osh wakes

Osh's eyes and mouth were dry and sticky with sleep.

Osh’s eyes and mouth were dry and sticky with sleep, and his head was dizzy, as if he had whirled and whirled himself around as little boys liked to do. It seemed the Duke had again talked him into drinking too much of that wretched wine-​drink.

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