He looked at the floor abruptly. ‘If we were wed before we got there, folk would never question that she was mine …’ Molly stood as still as if turned to stone. The silence stretched. Burrich lifted his eyes and met hers pleadingly. ‘Do not take this wrong. I expect nothing of you … that way. But … even so, you need not wed me. There are Witness Stones in Kevdor. We could go there, with a minstrel. I could stand before them, and swear she was mine. No one would ever question it.’ ‘You’d lie before a Witness Stone?’ Molly asked incredulously. ‘You’d do that? To keep Nettle safe?’ He nodded
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