Darcy Branwyn

Enduringly Yours

The year of the Lord, 1192

…Peter took her hand, walking with her in silence. He never liked silence between them and had the urge to fill it. His wagging tongue was rarely what she needed though.

They met up with Alana in the great hall. John seemed grateful that he was no longer odd man out. The four of them sat before one of the hearths, John discussing interrogation skills with Alana. Peter wasn’t sure what his brother was up to with her just yet, but he seemed… Peter realized what was happening. John needed to fill the silence too, and Alana didn’t seem the type to talk incessantly…