Age of Faith

Chapter 34

"Wife? What do you think, Miss Isobel?" The woman clenched a pale turned to her black skirt. "What do you hear, Miss Annyn." "I don't understand. I am your son's enemy. I'm trying to—" "But you didn't." How did he know that even Wulfrith did not know he was turning from revenge? “So, you are no longer his enemy.”

Lady Isobel crossed to the chest and lifted the lid "And that"—she flipped with a handkerchief in the hand—"that's what we have to assure my son." Annin didn't have to say what. Sheetal from that Rowan who has sent an arrow through Wulfrit, she's the one to blame “I don't understand that you want me to have a daughter. And even if it is, of course you know it is impossible.” The woman's a handkerchief. "I was wrong to think I'd switched to my son?" In that case he was not entirely wrong, but it was not as the woman believed. That's not possible. "You're wrong, Miss." Annyn received the handkerchief and rubbed her nose. “As I know now, your son is unlikely to kill my brother, I regret what happened.

But it is only regret that I feel for the mistakes made by them. Nothing else.” The gaze of Lady Isobel narrowed. "Even if he cares about you?" He almost laughed. “Really, Miss Isobel, after all that happened, the last thing your son felt for me was attention.” The woman flipped. "We'll see. Coming." Finding herself at the door, Lady Isobel said from behind her shoulder, "As you surely know, she doesn't like to keep waiting." As Annyn stepped into the corridor, enjoying it collided with having

Squire Warren where he stands upright outside the second door. His brows furrowed as he looked, but at times later flashed across his face. Then distrust. Has he changed so much? can a bath and a bliaut have that effect? He recovered, evidently with eyes no better than those of Squire Samuel or Charles when he was brought from the tower. “Nona,” she says hello to Wulfrit's mother. "Mr Warren. Wulfrit alone?" "No, Lady Gaenor and Lady Beatrix have not attended."

Gaenor, who had the bliaut that Annyn wore. Something that hurt Annyn, something Rowan doesn't like. "You may announce us" said Lady Isobel. Squire Warren flips and knocks. "Entertaining!" Wulfrit's voice, strong and confident as if he had not suffered these past few days, made Annyn's heart soar.

Telling herself it was time to withdraw her pride and pleading for Rowan, she pressed her shoulders back. Squire Warren pushed the door in. "Sir, your mother called and brought with her Jame—er, Lady Annyn Bretanne." Soleness. Annyn looked towards Lady Isobel, but the woman's eyes were pointing forward.Wulfrith's protection didn't see her? "Law them in." A chill ran through Annyn, but it was more of a chill that had not yet fully warmed up.

praying that she would not move as she stood in front of Wulfrith, hoping that Lady Gaenor would not be too beautiful, Annyn followed Lady Isobel to the sun. Garr is unprepared for the woman who goes in behind his mother, who finds him with the same eyes that have seen through your dreams. Although she had kissed him, even admitting she was beautiful, Annyn Bretanne was dressed and shown as a woman making a hole in the mouth.

And cause his hatred to take deeper root. The transformation into a woman is what has put it off. What's his mother? the man who sought her death, who was responsible for the injuries that could cripple her for the rest of her life, yet she dressed Annyn in the best clothes as if she were not a prisoner. "He's the only one?" Beatrix whispered in the spot she was sitting on her left. “What hit his face?"

His observation surprised Garr, as he did not notice the bruise. Despite that

more yellow than purple the last time he saw her, it was

stay different. But he has seen through it.

Gaenor shifted next to him, and when she glanced at him, she saw him also staring.

However, he held his tongue because his sister did not know how to do it.

Although Isobel pulls up by the bedside, Annyn stops in the middle—

the room, looking at Garr's sister where they sat on both sides, then gave her

a stiff look at Garr.

Stiff due to his partially exposed chest, he realized, recalling how he was

avoid looking at his body when he disguises himself as a bodyguard. For that, he

almost pulled the blanket higher. But he should be uncomfortable.

Gaenor. “He wears my bliaut! That vile creature wears my bliaut!”

He doesn't know how to hold his tongue.

"Yes, Princess," said Lady Isobel, "it is the same as the one you wear to receive

Lord Harrod offered it for you. Too bad you can't do it without the right dress,

Hmm?"

It cools Gaenor. Still, it was obvious he hated women in the

middle. And Beatrix was also displeased, though her annoyance was assuaged by—

curiosity of young people.

Garr waved to the door where Squire Warren lingered. "out! You all!" Him

narrowed his eyes to Annyn. "Except you."

the room in front of their mother.

"Mother!" Gar called.

He looks around.

"We're gonna talk about this."

He lowered his head and closed the door.

Silence shrouded between Garr and Annyn as their eyes met again.

Finally, he stepped forward. “I'll talk to you about Rowan. He's-"

"— is merciless, just as he knows no honor."

He stopped at the foot of the bed. “Jonas is like a child to him. All these years

he believed, as I did, that 'And it was you who killed him.

Like he did? Not again? Told himself that he didn't care what he was

thinking, he sat forward, causing the blanket to fall to his waist. "For the last one

time"—dia grimaced at the pain stabbing her shoulder—"I said your sister is—

not killed. Shame is the end of his life.”

"You're wrong. I—” She snatched a handkerchief into her mouth, turned her head, she said,

and cough into it. Is he sick?when he looked back, Garr saw the red whites of his eyes and his cheeks flushed red.

And his cough was closer to the bark.He rubbed his nose."According to my words, you're wrong."She should not have let Abel hold her in the tower.As her mother had warned, she was a woman.Of course, she was, no woman he knew could ruin what Annyn had experienced in Wufen.She came around the bed."Pray, Lord Wulfrith—" "I won't dispute it.""But he's sick."And he didn't?

It is troubling that she must care deeply for the man, and again she wonders if anything to do with Rowan is one of the lost innocence,but that doesn't mean any other part of her.She inhales and smells the scent of roses.Shot with the desire to breathe deeper than her, she scolds herself."It's for yourself, you have to beg."He stepped closer— in range."In that case, you'll let him die there?"“If that's who thinks God.”Anger brightens his eyes."God didn't put him in .. that inhuman abyss."Again, Garr holds the aching reins to an imaginary sword."He didn't do it, just like He didn't make your Rowan shoot an arrow at me!"God, why would he allow this conversation?“That's already I explained.I can't say anything more about it.”“Then don't.”matanya sparkle.“Is it true that my brother knows that revenge belongs to God?

Impossible, because you have no heart, Wulfrith who does not even bear the name Kristen— with good reason I am sure.”Garr knew he had to let his vengeance pass, but the first lesson he taught had to refuse to stick with this woman, and hand over to the clothes worn."I've got a heart, Annyn Bretanne," she bit a few inches off her face, "although Rowan you'd have it otherwise."He heard her breath being drawn sharply, making a tremble on his face.

In her eyes that she should not have been able to read, she saw she remembered when the last time they were so close.As if no illness stood between them, as if her beauty was incomparable, she said, as if she was warm and welcoming to him, her body moved following her heartbeat in the palm."Aye"— slip the tongue into the desire to moisturize it—"but with such a heart one should not boast, Wulfrit."Garr release it.“I'm done with you, Annyn Bretanne.

she's." she's."For how long?"“For any length of time it pleases me.”"Then?"“Then you'll see.Master Warren!”The door swung inward and the young man stepped in.“The woman should be allowed to reach the donjon, and only donjon.This task I gave to you and Squire Samuel so that you can redeem yourself.In addition to the garderobe, he did not go anywhere without your presence.”Anxiety flickered in the guards eyes."'It's done, my lord.""If he escapes," Garr continues, "your time at Wulfen and Samuel Squire will be over."He looked over to where Annyn was standing by the bed."Go and don't bother my son too much."She smiled tightly.“Garr was upset it was an answer that was reciprocated when he was before because he had not tested it, especially he had done it.

Annyn crossed the sun and stepped into the corridor."Careful," Garr Warren."I will do it, my lord."She closed the door.Garr leaned against the pillow and squeezed her shoulder.Has the seams torn when catching Annyn?God willing, there would be no seepage, for if he recovered before Henry came down to Stern, he could not waste a single day.

Annyn leaned against the wall for fear she would collapse in front of Squire Warren.She wanted it, but even if it was her right, she wouldn't give up.She pushed."Ding."He stepped past.Where?Of course, does it matter if his audience with Wulfrit just gets his scorn?

Although she, who had arranged everything that happened, once again became a woman, Rowan weakened in that cell.And there seemed to be nothing she could do.“Lady Ann!”He met impatiently from the bodyguard."Lady Isobel said you should bring lunch with her, and it has begun."Although Annyn tried to ease her throat by gulping her saliva, it did not help.As she followed the bodyguard to the stairs, she coughed into the handkerchief and knew she sounded almost as bad as Rowan.

The atmosphere of the hall changed with his arrival as all thought and judged him.Once again being a person, Rowan weakened in the cell that woman was in.And there seemed to be nothing she could do.“Lady Ann!”He met impatiently from the bodyguard."Lady Isobel said you should bring lunch with her, and it has begun."Although Annyn tried to ease her throat by swallowing her saliva, it did not help.

As he followed the bodyguard to the stairs, he coughed into the handkerchief and knew he sounded almost as bad as Rowan.The atmosphere of the hall changed with his arrival as all thought and judged him.Once again being one, Rowan weakened in the cell that the woman was in.And there seemed to be nothing she could do.“Lady Ann!”He met impatiently from the bodyguard."Lady Isobel said you should bring lunch with her, and it has begun."Although Annyn tried to ease her throat by swallowing her saliva, it did not help.

As he followed the bodyguard to the stairs, he coughed into the handkerchief and knew he sounded almost as bad as Rowan.The atmosphere of the hall changed with his arrival as all thought and judged him.