“Only a little farther, lady,” he said. “I’m not a lady,” she said wearily. “Gentleman, then?” “No, I mean…” She nearly stepped in a hole and had to grab his arm for support. “Ladies are noble. I’m not.” He shrugged. “Nobility is handed out arbitrarily at best.” Halla thought of the Squire that had owned her mother’s land, and grunted agreement.
