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"This is no ordinary steed," she said, "but Lady Bertha’s own palfrey, a noble steed, i-hearted She’s Wicked"

"Then why are you riding her?"

Hanna chuckled "That’s her naoes that when Lady Bertha acquired her, the h, and she isn’t afraid of anything"

"I pray you, Hanna, tell ain of what has transpired since the tempest last autumn I cannot believe--Lady Bertha survived with some few others of those that accompanied me--and yet so close to home she is killed! Are you sure of what you saw?"

"I’ll tell you again," said Hanna, soberly, not taking offense at the question as Liath had known she would not "AskI’ve forgot It was a horrible night Those arrows flying out of the darkness!" She shuddered "Should another have spoken to me of it, I would not have believed him"

She repeated the story Hanna’s testiiven her place within the night’s events, related without too reed "They have attacked in other places as well How can they have come so far north?"

"On their oo feet, I suppose"

"Well, then Why?"

"To kill Wendish folk, I lant They called his name"

"Sonant That he dom over to his ave her a sidelong look and wondered if Hanna distrusted Sanglant If Hanna distrusted her because of Sanglant "I don’t believe it"

When Hanna frowned, she looked years older "I don’t knohat to think I fear those warriors with their poisoned darts more than I ever feared Bulkezu and his Qulant their ally He would never betray his father’s ed course in the last ully across the path They had to dish of a raotiate the obstacle Pine whispered above The forest cover round

Hanna lengthened her stride Hurrying to catch up to her, Liath found they alking out in front of the others, beyond earshot

"What troubles you, Hanna? I see it in your face"