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When I questioned her about them, she reminded me that somebody had to pay for the village children's lessons.
I couldn't argue with that.
Alana commanded the estate guards.
She'd trained them well enough that Guy occasionally borrowed two or three for assignments in Nottingham.
She also held archery lessons for women every Sunday afternoon.
Nineteen had attended the previous week.
I joined whenever I could, although Alana accused me of showing off.
She wasn't entirely wrong.
Tuck oversaw the eastern range, which we'd converted into temporary housing for displaced families.
Eleven families had stayed there during the past year.
The room above the eastern kitchen had a sturdy lock on the inside and was reserved for Omegas who needed somewhere safe during their heats.
Fourteen had used it so far.
Sefa supervised that arrangement, along with the herb garden and most of the household.
I was technically the lady of Locksley.
Sefa remained unconvinced that this gave me any authority over her.
Much handled deliveries between the estate and Nottingham.
He was good at his work when he remembered where he'd left things.
Last month, he'd managed to lose an entire sack of flour.
We found it three days later in the stable loft.
He claimed someone had moved it.
Nobody believed him.
Hugh Reyner had recovered from his injuries and now served as Guy's senior deputy.
He had full authority to act in his own name, and he exercised it regularly.
According to Guy, the sheriff's office had never run more smoothly.
According to Hugh, that was because he'd finally learned when to send Guy home.
As for Edmund Fitzwalter, he'd been convicted in London that spring.
Osbert Crane testified for two days. The Exchequer records confirmed my father's findings, and the books from the two London banking houses established where the stolen money had gone.
Four other men were convicted alongside Fitzwalter.
His titles and estates were confiscated by the Crown.
Oswin Harcourt offered to arrange a place for me at the proceedings.
