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“I must go,” Bliss said. “I wish I could have been of more help—”

“Nonsense,” Maude said, “you do what you can do, and you do more than your share.”

Bliss gave her a hug, and the two left the cottage to join the men.

Trey reached out to her as she approached, and she took it, slipping her hand around his.

“Ready?” Trey asked, and Bliss nodded.

“I gave the directions to Trey that Albert gave to me,” Thumble said. “His place is a day’s journey from here, if you keep a good and steady pace.”

“Blessings be with you,” Maude said.

“And to you,” Bliss replied, and, with a smile and a wave, she and Trey took their leave.

The weather had chilled considerably, and Bliss was grateful she had changed garments. She hadn’t expected her own garments to be waiting for her at Maude’s cottage, but someone had fetched her green, warm wool skirt and blouse and blue shawl, and she had quickly exchanged them for the clothes she had worn.

“The terrain is rocky and hilly in a good portion of the area where we travel, with a scattering of woods here and there. We will need to be careful of our steps and of being seen,” Trey advised.

“I will do all I can to help,” Bliss said.

“More than your share.”

“You heard what Maude said to me?”

“I caught a word or two, her words confirming what I already knew. You do more than most. Like now, placing yourself in harm’s way to help a lad.”

“How could I not help?”

“That’s what I mean. The thought of not helping someone never enters your head. Not even when the situation proves dangerous for you. Not many would do that.”

“I cannot help who I am, nor would I change myself,” Bliss said proudly.

“I wouldn’t want you to change,” he said. “You’re perfect the way you are.”

His compliment fluttered her stomach. Most men wanted her to change, but then Trey was not most men. And she liked him just the way he was.

“Do you sense anything about the lad?” he asked, as they walked.

“No, and that troubles me. He looks as if he sleeps.”

“You’ve seen him in a vision?”

“Aye, but I see nothing more.”

“What does that mean?” Trey asked.

“I’m not sure. The lad could be close to death or trapped in sleeping death.”

“A man in our village fell into a sleeping death for three months before he finally died. Can you save anyone from such a horrible fate?”

“I don’t know; I have never come across one.”

He squeezed her hand reassuringly. “I will help any way I can.”

She expressed her appreciation, all the while thinking how different Trey was from other men. Her skills didn’t threaten him.

He was actually interested in them.

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