Embla received the summons from her lord with mixed feelings.
She had been astonished that she was permitted to join the hunt, and she had been enjoying the simple and unaccustomed physical pleasure of riding: of the wind on her face, and the movement of her body synchronising with the beast beneath her. Her enjoyment had momentarily driven her anxieties away.
She saw that Khandr was deep in talk with Fastarr, and self-conscious following their kitchen encounter, she watched and waited until the serving-man had taken his leave and ridden off at high speed.
Then, when he was alone, she chose her moment. "You wanted me, Lord Khandr?" she said - looking, for once, her husband straight in the eye.
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