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Saeryn looked away from Rowenna. Her hands slipped from her lap and clutched the quilt on the bed. For a moment, she said nothing in response to Rowenna’s query. She did not know what to tell her. She and Eodwine had not quarreled seriously as man and wife, and Saeryn did not know if she should tell Rowenna everything, or even part of it.
“We do not see eye to eye on a matter,” she said slowly. “And just now, he has treated me unfairly and ungraciously.” She felt a hot flush creep up her neck, and though she did not say that he put her down before the other women, she felt it sorely.
“I think you would agree with me, Rowenna, in this. Perhaps you can help persuade him that I am right.”
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