Colin as he entered. “Are we to leave now?”
“Aye,” said Heming even as Brona moved to start packing her small bag of belongings. “Brona will go with me to Cambrun until it is safe to move back here.” Since he did not have many belongings to pack, Heming moved to pack up the food and wine.
As Brona settled Havoc into a large woolen sack so that she could carry him, she became aware of a thick silence around her. She turned to look at the men and they were all staring at her or, more exactly, her cat. Brona had the feeling that she was soon going to be involved in a lengthy argument.
“I cannae leave my animals here,” she said. “Hervey or Angus would kill them.”
“Ye cannae take the cat, Brona,” Heming said gently.
“He kens how to travel—” she began, even though it was the whole truth, for she had never traveled very far.
“Nay. If we had horses, I might consider it, but we will be walking, mayhap have to run and hide at times. I believe Thor will do just fine, but nay the cat, nay when ye have to carry him all the time. If naught else, ye could lose him along the way and that would grieve ye, aye?”
“Aye, but I cannae leave him here. If he was caught by my cousin, all of Hervey’s anger would fall upon Havoc.”
“We will leave him with my mother,” said Colin. “The laird willnae recognize one cat from another outside of the keep. The beastie will be weel cared for, I promise ye. My sister Fiona will be that pleased to have him and care for him.”
Knowing what a sweet girl Fiona was, Brona reluctantly agreed. When they slipped up behind Colin’s home just outside of the village, his mother hurried out to greet them and readily agreed to care for Havoc. Feeling a little foolish for her urge to weep like a bairn, Brona ignored the men as she explained to Havoc why she had to leave him behind and advised him to stay close to Fiona until she returned for him. She then stiffened her spine and walked away with the men, silently promising herself that she would return even if it was only to collect her cat.
Brona turned her thoughts to what she now faced. She was about to go on an adventure at the side of a man who made her blood run hot. She would see things she had never seen and might even have to flee danger a time or two. A part of her was terrified while the greater part of her was excited. When Heming took her hand in his and smiled down at her, Brona decided that whatever she faced in the days ahead, it would all be worth it for she would be sharing it all with him.
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