She had no idea what he said to the servant because her mind had begun repeating the General's words over and over, seeking a way past the most painful part of them.
Thankfully, however, it was only a matter of seconds before the door to the coach was opened and the steps lowered. Once more Travener's hand offered support.
Using it, she climbed into the welcome darkness and closed her eyes, putting both palms over her face.
She felt the coach dip with Travener's weight as he joined her. Only when she heard the door close behind him did she release the pent-up sobs. And there seemed nothing more natural than to allow herself to be gathered into Doyle Travener's comforting arms. At last, the carriage began to move, carrying them away from that terrible scene.
