The following morning, Kendrick prepared himself quietly. He had been told the Welsh carriage would come for him, and he was not surprised when it rolled into the pack house grounds right on time. The horses were well groomed, the carriage polished to a shine, the crest of the Welsh family painted boldly on its side.A guard knocked on his door.“The carriage is here, my lord,” the guard said.Kendrick gave a nod and rose from where he had been seated. He fixed the collar of his shirt, adjusted his jacket, and followed the guard. He stepped out and climbed into the carriage, the scent of polished wood and leather greeting him. The door shut, and the horses moved off.The ride was calm. He stared through the window at the trees and homes they passed, but his mind was not truly there. His thoughts drifted, once again, to Rina. He saw her face, her eyes, her soft voice when she had spoken to him before. His chest tightened.“Soon,” he whispered u
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