“I shall protect her with my life,” he declared. “I know ye will. For if ye dinna treat her kindly, I shall slit yer throat.” David was all the more chilling for how calmly he spoke the words. It was not a threat, just the plain truth. “Yes, sir,” stammered Jack. “What is this about? What has been decided?” Isabelle swept into the room. “We have made peace with yer cousin,” David announced. “Sir John and Gwyn will be married at once.” “Now?” asked Isabelle. “Now?” gasped Gwyn. She wanted to be married to Jack. She did. But everything was happening so fast, things seemed to be moving in a blur around her. “Aye, as soon as the scribe can prepare the accord for us to sign.” “But we must tell our kin to come,” said Isabelle. “Nay. It will just be us.”
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