" Kitty shook her head." Kitty shook her head. "Therefore, we stay. Also, tell the Mage to prepare to call Castle Degranni; I shall need to speak to the Captain of the Guard." "Yes sir," the Tindal replied. "Come, Kitty. Let's us eat; you must be hungry, and we have fresh meat." Kitty nodded, dully. The sergeant at arms, a tall Satryl name Ahamo, was busily setting a fire now that word had gotten to him that they would be staying a few days. "'Ere's the stew, M'Lord," he said with a grinding sort of voice. "Thank you, Ahamo." Aaden passed a bowl to Kitty and took another for himself. "Are the guards set?" "They are, Lord Aaden, they are. I'll be on the first watch. You can call me if y'need me." Ahamo walked away, muttering under his breath. Kitty sat down next to the fire and brought the bowl to her lips, sipping it carefully, grabbing hold of a chunk of meat with her teeth and chewing slowly. |