"Rose, do you have visitors when I am not here?" Zayne asked as the amount of blankets didn't make sense for just two women being here.
"No! I would not bring anyone into your home. Who do I have to invite here-"
Rose was silenced by Zayne throwing one of the blankets over her head. Rose pulled the blanket from over her head and looked down so she wouldn't glare at Zayne. "That was not nice. I have been giving the guards at the gates blankets so they don't freeze to death. They come back with a bit of dirt at the bottom."
"There must be a lot of mud by the gates. It was raining a little last night. What do you use to clean your boots? Zayne?" Rose asked, tempted to wave her hand in front of his face to get his attention. "Are you listening to me?"
