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Cold, cold rain pushed by cold, cold wind kept everyone who could stay inside by the fires. It had been almost a week since the twenty new arrivals had come in. It was getting crowded in the wardmans’ bunk and some people started to sleep semi-permanently in the Great Hall.
The household was bustling with activities big and small, but all important. From the people who were still clearing and fortifying the keep and castle to the ones who were mending the clothing for the upcoming winter, all hands were as busy as they could be.
The days were becoming long as the light grew shorter. The morning meeting was now the only time that everyone tried to be together. It was the time to check in with each other. It was the time to make sure the jobs of the day were laid out, the priorities now openly made clear and not chosen by the people who wanted to do things. The protector patrols and guard shifts were called out in the morning, everyone to know where the protectors were supposed to be and when. And the food was the one meal that everyone tried to have, even though evening meal usually had more variety, more people were now on patrols or busy when evening meal was set out.
Laun was master of none of the skills it took to run the household. But she was mistress of the household. She found herself on the back of Grace going from defense to guard post most afternoons, even though Lucaris would wag her finger when she saw. The palfrey had such a steady gait, and they knew each other well enough that Laun felt most comfortable riding instead of walking. At least once a day, Grace felt Laun start to hurt and went to her knees so her Lady riding could get off and lay on the ground for a few minutes. The warmth of the horse next to her, even when it was threatening another gale, was enough to keep her warm. »Read More