Louvaen Duenda had an answer for most things and an argument for everything else. What do you wish of me?īallard listened to her passionate dissertation without interrupting. I’ve scrubbed plenty of floors, laundered linens, cared for the sick, and helped bury the dead. Neither of us are noblewomen, nor do we fear hard work.

Cinnia apprenticed under Marguerite de Pizan as a scribe, illuminator and bookbinder. I brew a vile ale and can burn this place down around your ears trying to cook however, I’m an accomplished spinner and silk thrower, an adequate seamstress and an exceptional scrivener. Cinnia and I aren’t leeches, my lord, nor are we unskilled. He thought her spine might snap if she stiffened any more. If I agree, what do you intend to do while you reside in my castle, eating my food and using my firewood to warm yourself? Ketach Tor requires a lot of upkeep and we’re a reduced household.

This woman was accustomed to issuing edicts and having them obeyed. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental.Īmbrose had said she was a widow, and Ballard could only guess how her husband must have worked himself into an early grave trying to remain master of his household with such a wife. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination. Publisher’s Note: This is a work of fiction. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law.

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