"Lady Karth isn't in a state fit to lead her people yet, Vol. She needs more time," Penelope said. "I would like to be close with her, if I could, whilst she is struggling."
"Pah. Do what you want," Vol said. "Suddenly, we've got a gaggle of women following behind us. You will see all of them looked after, Penelope. I can't be bothered with it. Especially keep a rein on Lady Tiller, she looks like a crow in search of a worm. She's bound to do something annoying."
He spoke that to Penelope in the Yarmdon tongue. Only through it, was he able to express his mind honestly. Harland had to hurry to silence Batinkog when the man automatically jumped into translating it to Syndran.
"We are decided, then?" Lady Tiller said, standing.
"We are," Vol replied.
"Then, I will take my leave, and go in search of my knight Fieldcarer. A word in his ear should not be wasted, I think," Lady Tiller said. "I shall urge him not to see us shamed in the defence."
