"Actually, I don't think it would be such a bad thing, if Lord Elijah were to marry the Lady..." one of the younger Knights suddenly remarked.
"That's right. The Lady is already twenty-six."
"It gets harder to bear children when you're older. And the Baron might already be..."
"Skipping your patrol duties to hide here and gossip about the Lady's private affairs? Are you all looking for a thrashing?" A hoarse but resonant voice cut in. The speaker was a burly, flat-nosed, middle-aged man.
His name was Zogo. He was a Breton with a quarter Norman blood. In his youth, he had followed the Old Baron through numerous campaigns. He later pledged his service to the new Baron, Alan, and was now the Knight Commander and steward of Fougeres Castle.
