The Reeve jogged up as I left the exit.
“Unavowed, I request to accompany Penelope to the hunt.”
I slowed, stopping as I turned to look at him.
“No one can protect her better than I can. Let me go with her. Able can take over for me here. I… I never have asked you for anything, but I, too, feel I should go.”
My teeth bit into my bottom lip, and I slowly nodded.
“It is done.”
“Thank you, Unavowed.” He nodded, turning to head back to The Place of No Return. My phone ringing had me pulling it free.
“Hello?”
“Sire, I believe your Intended is awake and she may be sick.”
“I’m on my way.”
Sick. She was in no condition to be traveling anywhere. Not that she would listen to me. She would say it would pass and she was right. But that didn’t mean anything in the eyes of King Lawrence.
I kept my pace fast as I went through the halls. When I entered the room, I heard the shower going. My lips twisted and I headed inside the large bathroom, taking in her nude silhouette through the glass shower.
“You were sick again.”
Penelope turned, giving me a dazzling smile as she stepped closer to the glass.
“We need a thicker door. Your guards hear too much.”
“How are you feeling.”
“Fine, now. I really didn’t feel sick before. I just woke up and it happened. I feel better already.”
Just as I expected.
“You’ve barely had any sleep. You’re still a little pale.”
“If I didn’t get any sleep that is your fault. You haven’t been to sleep at all. Where did you go?”
Never once had I lied to Penelope. I couldn’t deny the temptation was overwhelming now.
“I had to give the news to The Magister, The Judic, and The Reeve.” My lips pursed the smallest amount. “Rowan will accompany you to Scotland.”
“Rowan? Is that The Reeve’s name?” She smiled. “I like it. Rowan. Can I call him Rowan all the time now?”
“No. Don’t be too sweet to him. You’ll have my Reeve turning soft.”
“Rowan.” She paused. “Is he okay going with me? I know you’re worried but—”
“He requested to go.”
A seriousness settled over her face, and Penelope slowly nodded.
“Alright. I would be honored to have his protection.”
“That’s what he said about offering it. I think he likes you.”
Her smile was back. “Good. Because I like him, too. He’s a good Reeve.”