Chapter 15

Margo’s eyes widened with astonishment, and then she beamed with joy. “Yes,” she stammered, pulling me to my feet. “Yes, yes, yes!”

Penelope gasped, but my attention was on Margo, who wasted no time kissing me.

Abruptly, Margo turned on the girl. “Not a word of this to anyone. Do you hear? Not until it has been properly announced.”

The girl curtsied. “Yes, my lady.”

Yeah, right, I thought. Having experienced scuttlebutt aboard a ship, I didn’t believe the secret would last longer than an hour. Penelope fidgeted. I had no doubt that as soon as her chaperone duty finished, the girl would bolt for the first person she could find to leak the news.

Margo faced me, glowing with happiness. “You must speak with my father.” Then, pulling back, she ran her eyes over me and frowned. “This will not do. You look like a blacksmith.”

“I am a blacksmith.”