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Because they had fallen asleep only near dawn and were exhausted by effort and worry, Sybelle and Rhiannon slept late. Both were also unconsciously deceived by the warmth of each other's body in the bed. In sleep, neither was aware of the feminine nature of her companion and was soothed by the false conviction that her male partner was beside her. Thus, the rest that came was deep and long. |
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Gervase and Marie were not naturally early risers. When they did come into the hall and did not see the other ladies, they assumed they were long since risen and doing some vulgar "business," so they did not inquire. Thus, by the mercy of God and the normal devices of nature, Sybelle and Rhiannon were spared many hours of mental agony. |
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It was well beyond Terce when Rhiannon stirred, reached out to embrace Simon, and found her hand tangled in the long, thick hair that lay upon Sybelle's shoulders. The touch wakened Sybelle, and both started up, crying out in surprise, and then laughing when they recognized each other. Both thought immediately of Simon and Walter, however, so that fear came hard on the heels of laughter. But it was less sharp than it might have been; the immediate presence of a dear friend who shared the emotion was a help. Nonetheless, both leapt from the bed without a moment's delay and ran to the door, snatching up bedrobes to preserve decency. There was no reason to come out, however. When they opened the door and listened, there were only the soft sounds of common activity in the hall. It was clear that there was as yet no news of the battle. |
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Gold eyes met green, and both girls sighed. The minutes and hours of this day would be very long. Still, they must be lived through, and the best way was to be busy. Almost simultaneously Sybelle and Rhiannon moved to their clothing |
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