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s senile and that she thinks t

at?!' his brothe

ugged hel

covering his fa

lamented. 'It's too early

r?' Brice asked Arlen.

never want to spend the rest of my life with a

the door. The brothers all gla

ng someone?' Bri

g to his feet and march

heavy doors, seeing a young fem

ll blinked. 'What

?' the lady ask

the entrance hall from which the ki

sitting at the table,

' Farrell mim

hat was behind him, an open window. The c

an alarmed look. Br

emained in the manor stood before the window, watching Arlen growing

e later that day, and was gre

rling. Where

ing her face in his h

d. 'I didn't mean to sta

ir down lovingly. 'Your brother must cel

'I'm so lucky to have you' he to

of wife would I be if I didn't understand and look after m

imself. 'You are to

ng for the door was his first

sternly, eyeing the bow Shawn held in his

y, clutching the w

ter. He had gained most of his father's traits, but had his mother's blond hair, and was as mischievous in his youth as Brice had be

k you're going?' B

st on my way out to meet my fri

hurt yourself doing something stupid again I will be less than pl

t if I hurt myself I

over the back of t

his son mounted one of their chestnut horses tied up outside, kicking the b

boy, is he not

eplied as he cl

l wife. 'Alice. How h

ering towards him and taking him by t

ck a chair and putting her hands upon his sh

Brice asked her as she placed a g

waying on the spot and hugging her

ll this food pr

ave food prepared for you.' She kissed his cheek and f

y, turning back to B

rice replie

e was comfortable, but modest. Larger than Arlen's, but sm

here?' Brice

ed uncertainly. 'Of