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“FIONA, I CANNOT sit idle waiting for your husband and the earl to return. I must leave at once for Linlithgow.”
Her brother paced around his tiny room at the inn where he’d taken lodging. She and Vivienne had joined him there after leaving the gypsy’s tent.
“But it’s possible we could miss them in the crossing. There is more than one route between Linlithgow and here.” Vivienne sat upon the bed in a garnet-colored dress, the deep, rich hue a contrast to the dim shades of the chamber.
“We?” John’s brows rose. “There is no we, my lady. I make this journey alone.”
Vivienne rose elegantly from the bed. “Nonsense. You cannot gain entrance without me. You need me.”
John’s jaw clenched. “Your offer is most gracious, but I can think of few things I need less on this journey than a woman. You’ll only slow me down and cause me worry.”
Vivienne smiled, and Fiona knew she would not be dissuaded.
“I can travel by horse just as a man would,” Vivienne said. “You’ll waste more time loitering by the palace gate if the king will not see you. And if you make a fuss, the guards will clap you in irons and tote you to the stocks, but I can get you inside the walls in an instant.”
John’s eyes narrowed. “The stocks will be the least of my problems if I arrive too late to stop the king from setting sail. Truly, my lady, I appreciate your offer, but I must go forth on this quest without your assistance.”
The three of them had been arguing for nearly an hour, talking round each other and stewing over what to do, of how they might prevent this battle and still save Simon from the noose. John’s mistrust of Vivienne was palpable. And logical, considering she’d damned herself by admitting to eavesdropping on their conversation in the tent.
“Vivienne is right, John,” Fiona said. “It does no good to rush if you cannot get in, but perhaps I should go with you and beg an audience. The king was most gracious to me during his visit.”
Vivienne rolled her eyes. “Fiona, forgive me, but you are naive. The king may very well think you were a part of this plot all along. I, however, will testify I heard your brother reveal his tale to you.” A smile turned up the corners of her mouth. “And certainly, I’d be more adept than either of you at finding my way into the king’s chamber.”
Vivienne had little shame and few morals, advantageous traits for one undergoing such an excursion.
Fiona smiled in spite of her unease and looked to her brother. “She is right again. I see no point in beleaguering this issue further, John. We must go with you.”
“I do not like it. This is my cross to bear, not yours,” John said. “And I would not have the king and the earl think I hide behind the skirts of women.”
Fiona’s smiled broadened. “The king once hid behind a woman’s skirt himself, only he was wearing it at the time. We might remind him of that, if necessary.”

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“FIONA, I CANNOT sit idle waiting for your husband and the earl to return. I must leave at once for Linlithgow.”Her brother paced around his tiny room at the inn where he’d taken lodging. She and Vivienne had joined him there after leaving the gypsy’s tent.“But it’s possible we could miss them in the crossing. There is more than one route between Linlithgow and here.” Vivienne sat upon the bed in a garnet-colored dress, the deep, rich hue a contrast to the dim shades of the chamber.“We?” John’s brows rose. “There is no we, my lady. I make this journey alone.”Vivienne rose elegantly from the bed. “Nonsense. You cannot gain entrance without me. You need me.”John’s jaw clenched. “Your offer is most gracious, but I can think of few things I need less on this journey than a woman. You’ll only slow me down and cause me worry.”Vivienne smiled, and Fiona knew she would not be dissuaded.“I can travel by horse just as a man would,” Vivienne said. “You’ll waste more time loitering by the palace gate if the king will not see you. And if you make a fuss, the guards will clap you in irons and tote you to the stocks, but I can get you inside the walls in an instant.”John’s eyes narrowed. “The stocks will be the least of my problems if I arrive too late to stop the king from setting sail. Truly, my lady, I appreciate your offer, but I must go forth on this quest without your assistance.”Mereka telah berdebat untuk hampir satu jam, berbicara putaran satu sama lain dan kesal atas apa yang harus dilakukan, bagaimana mereka mungkin mencegah pertempuran ini dan masih menyimpan Simon dari jerat. John's ketidakpercayaan Vivienne itu teraba. Dan logis, mengingat ia telah terkutuk dirinya oleh mengakui untuk menguping percakapan mereka di tenda."Vivienne benar, Yohanes," kata Fiona. "Itu tidak ada gunanya untuk terburu-buru jika Anda tidak dapat masuk, tapi mungkin aku harus pergi dengan Anda dan mohon penonton. Raja itu paling murah hati saya selama kunjungannya."Vivienne memutar matanya. "Fiona, maafkan aku, tapi Anda adalah naif. Raja sangat baik mungkin berpikir kau bagian dari plot ini sepanjang. Aku, bagaimanapun, akan bersaksi aku mendengar saudara menyatakan ceritanya kepada Anda." Senyum muncul sudut-sudut mulutnya. "Dan tentu saja, aku akan menjadi lebih mahir daripada salah satu dari Anda menemukan jalan ke dalam ruang raja."Vivienne memiliki sedikit malu dan beberapa moral, ciri-ciri yang menguntungkan untuk satu menjalani sebuah perjalanan.Fiona tersenyum meskipun kegelisahan nya dan melihat saudaranya. "Dia benar lagi. Saya melihat ada gunanya beleaguering masalah ini lebih lanjut, John. Kita harus pergi dengan Anda.""Aku tidak suka itu. Ini adalah saya kayu Salib untuk menanggung, bukan milikmu,"kata John. "Dan aku tidak akan raja dan earl berpikir saya bersembunyi di balik rok perempuan."Fiona yang tersenyum broadened. "Raja pernah bersembunyi di balik rok wanita sendiri, hanya dia was memakainya saat itu. Kami mungkin mengingatkan dia tentang hal itu, jika perlu."