|
|
|
|
|
|
Torches had not been used in a long time. The many-branched candle holders of intricate design showed that a better, cleaner kind of lighting was used here, regardless of the cost of candles. |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
"You will share with Sybelleif you wish," Alinor said. She read the startled expression on Rhiannon's face and one question was answered. She had expected to sleep with Simon. Alinor smiled. "No one will stop you from walking down the stairs, my dear, but Simon is not welcome in the women's quarters. All I can spare for him is a small wall chamber while Adam and Geoffrey are with us. It will be more comfortable for you to dress and keep your clothing here. There is no need for you to be troubled," she went on in response to Rhiannon's expression. "I wished you to have a choice, but I understand that customs are different. And even in England, a betrothal" |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
"You are so kind, madam," Rhiannon interrupted hastily. "It will be terrible to distress you all, butbut Simon and I may never marry." |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
"Not Simon," Rhiannon said. "It is not Simon who is reluctant. It is I." |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Rhiannon did not notice that Alinor had stopped speaking before she was interrupted. She had realized before Rhiannon said it that, if there was an impediment to the marriage, it was not of Simon's making. Although it was nearly inconceivable to Alinor that any woman would not leap at a chance to be Simon's wife, in this case it was true. Rhiannon did not wish to marry Simon. But that was ridiculous. She was already sharing Simon's bed; their fencing with words made it plain that they knew each other well and were companionable; both sets of parents agreed it was a good match. There were no impediments at all. What ailed the girl, then? |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
"Why?" Alinor asked flatly. She could be devious when necessary, but this, she judged, was neither the |
|
|
|
|
|