Page 18 of The Guardian's Witch

Alex smiled and wondered if the old man was cold or merely eager for the ale. On their way into the library Alex called for Ann to bring refreshments. A short time later the men sat by the fire enjoying their drink. The flickering fire cast shadows across Howard’s elegant but worn face. Alex sat back. There was a vitality about Howard that belied his age. There was also a glint of humor in his eyes and the faintest suggestion that he knew more than he ever let on.

“How goes it in London?” asked Alex, his throat coated with the rich ale.

Howard put down his tankard and looked through a leather case. “The talk is all about Wales.” He handed Alex a missive. “With the campaign over, His Majesty seeks to put select men in some of the oldest Welsh houses.” He took up his ale and took a long swallow. “I understand he’s made you an offer.”

Alex watched on as his old friend reveled in the brew.

“Perfect. It tastes as I remember.” He took another long swallow.

Alex took the opportunity to quickly scan the king’s message. “Yes, he informed me I could return to Wales and finish my mission there. But I’ve decided to stay here at Glen Kirk,” he answered, a bit distracted. “Well,” he lifted his head from the document, “His Majesty is paying us a visit.” He placed the message on his desk. “We’ll make things ready for him. Howard, you should know there’s been some activity at the farms recently. His Majesty may be better off visiting here at another time.”

“He’s aware of your situation. He has his reasons for visiting at this time. He’s eager to see your new bride and how well you both enjoy married life. He’s so in love with his queen he expects everyone else to also be enraptured. I don’t think there’s anything we could do to sway him from his visit. But I’m glad you told me. I will pass on the information.”

The tankard drained dry, Howard got to his feet. “I must be going. Many thanks for the ale.” Alex rose and the two men started for the door. “Oh, I almost forgot.” He turned to Alex. “When your father knew I would see you, he asked me to give you a message.”

Howard fished in his pouch. He rifled through several documents until he found the one with the firm hand of Lord Stelton. He handed Alex the letter.

“I’m eager to read the family news.” Alex took Howard to his waiting men.

“I’ve always envied your father and the closeness of your family. How wonderful you all looked when your father brought you to court. Seven sons and two daughters. Your father was the envy of many.” Howard bent over and whispered in Alex’s ear. “Even me. I wanted the secret of your family strength. Your father’s answer was so simple. Trust and love with a modicum of rules. The best advice I ever received at court.” He straightened. “I must be off. Ah, but I am remiss. How is your wife?”

Alex hesitated. “She is well, thank you. It is good of you to inquire. Good day to you, Howard. I wish you success on the rest of your journey.”

The man mounted his horse, nodded, and led his impressive troop away.

Alex set off for the estate room, opening his father’s letter on the way.

I hope this finds you well and in good spirits. I must be brief as Howard is mounted and ready to leave. Your mother, brothers, sisters and I will be visiting Glen Kirk with the king and look forward to seeing you. Your mother is eager to meet her new daughter and welcome her to the family, as am I.

The king and his family are visiting to see my wife.He ran his hand through his hair. “Faith!”

A flash of skirt caught his attention. He looked up to see Lisbeth going down the hall.

“A moment, if you please,” he called after her. He rubbed the nape of his neck. How to begin?The king is coming for a visit.So are my parents.Have I told you?They are your parents-in-law.Oh,didn’t I mention you’re my wife?He gave her a quick glance and realized he’d rather face an angry mob.

Lisbeth stopped in midstride. “Yes?”

He put on his best smile. “How’s young John?” His heart hammered in his chest.No,perhaps now is not the best time.

“He’s resting comfortably. He took a bad beating. Luckily, he doesn’t remember much of what happened. I suspect he will over time.” She continued down the hall. “Alex.” She turned to speak to him. “I told those around him you wanted everyone to stay close to the castle. I also told him I’ve returned to be under your protection. I suspect they will spread the word quickly.”

“I’m grateful.” He dipped his head.

Lisbeth looked at Alex grasping the letter. “Is the news bad?”

“Bad?” He stared at her, baffled.

She nodded at the letter in his hand. “You are holding a letter.”

“It appears His Majesty and my family plan to visit Glen Kirk in late October. At the same time actually,” he added. He fanned the paper against his thigh.

“Late October.” A soft gasp escaped her. “That’s only two weeks. How long will they be staying?”

He thought he heard an edge of panic in her voice. “His Majesty has not said but I suspect he and his court will be here a few days. Howard mentioned the king planned to visit others before the winter.”

He knew something was awry. Her skin went from pale to gray. Perhaps she wasn’t used to royal visits. He knew his way around the king’s court. “You needn’t worry. I’ll help you with what you need to know.”

“I’ll return to the hunting lodge...” Her hands nervously smoothed out her gown.

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