Your father served Prince Chivalry, and that estate was one of his favorites. It is almost as if you are Chivalry’s heir, that you receive it.” And I was sure that was what Patience had intended. She could count the months and years on her fingers, and know that Molly’s child was mine. The old woman had done her best to see something of her grandfather’s lands passed on to Nettle. It warmed my heart that she had done so.
I don’t think I can handle the fact that patience is old and may past out soon, I love her sm.
