Haimya unclasped one arm from around Pirvan and over his shoulder made a rude gesture at Sir Marod. The knight made a noise that reminded Pirvan so much of Hipparan that he held his breath for a moment.
“You, my lady, are not going to send me out of my own quarters into the wild and the wind as you did Sir Niebar. There is a chamber reserved for the two of you for this and several more nights. My squire awaits to lead you to it.
“Now go, Sir Pirvan, Lady Haimya!”
Obedience to the lawful orders of a superior being part of a knight’s duty, Pirvan obeyed.