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Chapter Five

Brenna shifted on the chair as she stared at the laird, savoring the warmth that was filling her. “I know not, Laird Balfour.”

He seemed to be considering her for a long moment. “What skills have you besides Sight? There must be something you know how to do now that talent is closed to you.”

She swallowed a lump in her throat and then cleared it with a small cough. “I used to work with my mother in the kitchen.” She didn’t bother to share she’d only been nine the last time she had done so, and though she had learned a great deal about how to care for a small family, that didn’t mean she could competently work in the kitchen of the keep.

“In that case, I shall see if Dolag can use you. She heads the kitchens. I will ensure you are assigned quarters, and you will not be swept from them again, I assure you.”

She nodded her head in thanks. “I do appreciate everything you have done for me, Laird Balfour.”

His expression softened for a moment, and he seemed on the verge of sayi