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Lord Athanar was having an early breakfast for the day in the Hall when Modtryth suddenly broke in from the kitchen.
"Sir, lord, excuse me..." She began clearly agitated by something.
Lord Athanar looked at her displeased for interrupting his thoughts. But it was done now anyway.
"So what is it Modryth?" he said, glancing at her and biting on his bread.
"My lord, I'm afraid lady Saeryn is doing something she shouldn't do... I overheard her in the kitchen... and saw her slip away from there."
Athanar was confused for a moment as to what Modtryth was talking about, but after seeing the recognisable figure of Leof running in the yard in exasperation through the grey-stained window by the door he suddenly realised what Modtryth was trying to tell him.
"The child!" Modtryth cried at the very same moment Athanar sprang up from his chair.
The few men sitting in the Hall were staring at the two while Athanar scanned around to see anyone he could send after her immediately. And his eyes found Hilderinc from the back of the hall.
"Hilderinc, ride after lady Saeryn, towards Edoras, and make her stop this folly! A miscarried child to a man who almost died and would be here today?" He shook his head. "Ride now!"
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