Hikenai
Hikenai saw the messenger give Kelster the bottle of what she thought was probably Scottish whisky, and her stomach suddenly lurched a bit. She strangely did not feel like drinking hard liquor anymore, only ale. She knew her love would savor Tod's treat, though.
I hope you enjoy the bottle, my employer said that as for the timely warning to get out of town.
Hik remembered what a good friend Tod had been to them in Dumfries. He did not give Kel away, although he had recognized him immediately, he had not turned him in. Tod had even gone so far as to help Kelster fix the door in her tavern, the one that had become warped and hung back, dragging and difficult to close. The odd job had been Kel's cover. He was a handy man, he was a laborer, and no one in Scotland had been the wiser.
I hope you enjoy the bottle, my employer said that as for the timely warning to get out of town.
Hik remembered what a good friend Tod had been to them in Dumfries. He did not give Kel away, although he had recognized him immediately, he had not turned him in. Tod had even gone so far as to help Kelster fix the door in her tavern, the one that had become warped and hung back, dragging and difficult to close. The odd job had been Kel's cover. He was a handy man, he was a laborer, and no one in Scotland had been the wiser.
Kelster wrote:
......Well thank you my good man, I will certainly see she gets the letter. Take care on you're journey home. Jah speed to you.
After the messenger left, Kel turned to his wife and spoke in a whisper to her. I think this is some sort of love letter darling. Although it does seem a little strange. Love the Bw way I suppose.
After the messenger left, Kel turned to his wife and spoke in a whisper to her. I think this is some sort of love letter darling. Although it does seem a little strange. Love the Bw way I suppose.
Hikenai kissed Kel swiftly on the cheek. You have to post it on her door, as Tod asked.....the Bw way...... And Hikenai looked at Kel, remembering their own courtship, and held her hand against his cheek. Love was still such a mystery, she thought.
I will get the hammer and nails for you, my love.
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Wife to Kelster Wallace, Baroness of Hawkshead, Viscountess of Whitehaven