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“I need to talk to you, Lady Maira.”

“Lady Maira,” called out a guard, hurrying over to her. “Is this man giving you trouble?”

“Meet me in the forest later, but don’t let anyone follow you,” he whispered, keeping his eye on the approaching guard.

“What? Nay! Why would I do that?”

“Go west until you see the fork in the road. Then veer off to the left, and head for the thicket and the tallest rowan tree you see.”

“Rowan tree?” she asked, thinking of her father since Rowen was his name. She wished he were here to help her right now. If she did what Jacob told her, what was saying the man wouldn’t kill her and bury her body in the forest? But if she stayed at the castle, there was no telling the High Sheriff wouldn’t kill her when he went off on one of his next rampages.

“Lady Maira,” the guard said, approaching her.

“I’ll be waiting,” whispered Jacob, lowering his head and backing up into the crowd.

“I’m fine,” Maira told the guard, her eyes still fastened to Jacob as he disappeared. “They are just poor beggars and you can’t blame them for trying.” She looked down to the jeweled dagger in her hand, knowing Jacob had probably come to get it. But then, why hadn’t he taken it from her? She thought of how the High Sheriff had told her it was once Lady Catherine’s dagger. And hadn’t one of Jacob’s men called him lord?

Suddenly, her curiosity was piqued and she knew without a shadow of a doubt where she would be later today.

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