Or would her father surprise him by doing the same? It was Michael’s turn to scout the area, and he trusted the knight to alert them to anything suspicious. He was concentrating so much on his thoughts that it took a moment for the conversation behind him to register. Then he turned around, frowning, to see Robert and Florrie leaning toward each other, talking. “I cannot believe I would be capable of such a thing!” Florrie was saying in her dramatic way. Capable of what? Robert waved a hand in dismissal. “I am not proposing that you kill a man, just that you defend yourself, perhaps wounding him enough to escape.” He held up a dagger. “Why are you so resistant?” Florrie looked at the weapon as if it were a snake. “But…women are taught to be nurturing, to be loving. I pride myself on my ability to help others, to bring happiness into their lives. What kind of cynic would I be if I was prepared to harm someone?”
