Then she spoke. The guard hesitated. xxx She is in her private chamber. For a few moments she simply stood, showing herself to him in only her fine slip, the modest but enticing curves of youthful breast and hip picked out under the thin silken fabric against the candlelight. The guard hesitated. I am sure a great fighter like you has his pick of them. ‘Her Highness Idgrod the Younger requests the honour of your audience,’ the guard spoke, and without awaiting an answer, turned to lead him to the jarl house. She was a slim and slender thing, dainty and pretty, barely more than a teenager, and with the coltish air of youth still about her. ‘You did, my lady. For a moment she seemed struck dumb, her eyes shining with indecision.
