Not far away in the open area between the tower and the outbuildings, a group of men circled around what sounded like a brawl. There had been more instances of such fighting since the new warriors had come to Dunfermline. She often took a circuitous path to avoid them and she would do so now. She had taken only a few steps when Giric came running toward her, his dog at his side barking furiously. “ ’Tis the scribe, my lady!” He grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the circle of men. Through a break in the crowd, she saw Niall standing to one side, his bow broken at his feet and the scribe in front of him facing a thick-shouldered warrior wielding a long sword. Fear gripped her. What had happened? Was Steinar unarmed against the warrior’s sword? The ring of steel cut through the men’s shouts as Steinar jerked his sword from its scabbard and held it before him, his legs slightly apart. Where had he found a sword? The crowd stepped back, murmuring. Giric let go of her hand and drew closer to the looming fight.
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