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December 1 Waxing Gibbous 1074

Githa comes for a visit

'Well, dearie, I thank you.'

“Well, dearie, I thank you,” Githa said as she sat in the chair little Wynna had offered her. “I would love to sit and chat with you a while, but in truth it was your Mama I came to visit. Is she able to have visitors?”

“Oh, she’s better. My Da just makes her lie down all the time. I’ll go get her.”

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December 1 Waxing Gibbous 1074

Sigefrith is handed a ring

'He did what?'

“He did what?” Sigefrith asked, stunned.

“You heard me.”

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November 24 Waxing Crescent 1074

Iylaine wonders about a prayer

'Da, are you going to stay home tomorrow too?'

“Da, are you going to stay home tomorrow too?”

“I suppose so, Baby,” Egelric replied without looking up from the fire.

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November 23 Waxing Crescent 1074

Something falls behind a chest

'Let me just make the bed and we can spread out the things here.'

“Let me just make the bed and we can spread out the things here,” Ana said.

“All right, dear, but don’t hurry,” Bethoc laughed. “No one need know how long it really took us. I think we can make this job last until dinner.”

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November 23 Waxing Crescent 1074

Bertie is forgotten

Sigebert sat at the kitchen table and kicked at its leg.

Bertie sat at the kitchen table and kicked at its leg. There was no one there to stop him. He had been allowed to come home for Sunday dinner, but there was no dinner on the table, and he had found his Ma sleeping in her bed.

He had been looking forward to Sunday dinner—his Ma always had something good. They had something good every day at the keep, but that meant that it wasn’t special. It was more fun to have something good at home with his Ma and his Da and even his sister and brothers. Plus Egelric was usually there on Sundays.

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November 22 Waxing Crescent 1074

Sigefrith talks with Maud

Sigefrith stared at the parchment until the ink dried in the nib of his quill.

Sigefrith stared at the parchment until the ink dried in the nib of his quill. Again.

He had been unable to sleep, and had tossed for so long that he was growing anxious at the idea of wasting the entire night neither sleeping nor working. Finally he had risen, dressed, and crossed the court to climb into his study and write a letter. Thus the night would not be wasted, even if he did not sleep.

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November 22 Waxing Crescent 1074

Iylaine is told about her cat

He saw Gunnilda seated at the kitchen table, pale and wan, and with no work before her.

Alwy entered the house with a heavy heart, but he put aside the thoughts that had been troubling him—and hid what he was carrying behind his back—when he saw Gunnilda seated at the kitchen table, pale and wan, and with no work before her.

“Oh, Alwy, leave that door open for a bit. That cold air feels real good.”

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November 21 New Moon 1074

Iylaine asks about her cat

'Gunnie?'

“Gunnie?”

“What, Baby?” Gunnilda asked, turning away from the fire with the dreamy expression she often wore lately still on her face.

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November 17 Waning Crescent 1074

Egelric tells Iylaine something that will make her angry

'Damn stupid cat.'

Egelric lifted the cat with his foot and pushed it away from the fire. “Damn stupid cat,” he muttered. But the cat only came back and rubbed its white head against his leg.

“Iylaine! I told you—what?—twice already to put this cat out!”

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November 15 Waning Crescent 1074

Sigefrith hears another cough

'Good morning, ladies.'

“Good morning, ladies,” Sigefrith said as he came into the nursery. “Isn’t Caedwulf here?” he asked, looking around.

“Malcolm took him out to the stables,” Maud said. “They meant to watch a horse being broken.”

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