Chapter 13

The seneschal greeted them as they entered the Hall to escort them forward past the long wooden tables now draped in white linen where the guests and members of the Lord’s household sat. At the far end was another table on a low dais. Three men were seated there, two in stark military dress. The third wore an ornately embroidered robe. It was this man who held Castien’s attention. His features were strong but cruel. Dark eyes watched as they approached and a tight smile slightly curved his sensual lips. Castien held back a shudder when he realized Theirn was the one who held the man’s attention. One of the military men leaned to whisper something in his ear and the smile became a knowing grin for just a brief moment as his eyes raked over Theirn’s body. It left as quickly as it had appeared and he stood, awaiting them.

When they reached the dais Castien bowed and Theirn, his hand tightly clutched on Castien’s arm, curtsied while he kept his eyes downcast.