CHAPTER 10
Sitting on the bench in silence for what seemed like ages, each decided it was time to say something.
"Duncan.." "Rowan.." they both began at the same time.
Smiling and laughing nervously they both gestured for the other to continue.
Again, they both smiled.
"Duncan," Rowan began, before they could confuse each other any more, "is this really a blight?"
She was nervous now. Realizing what was really at stake, seeing her family's distress over Fergus and her father leaving, she was beginning to feel uneasy herself.
"It is.." Duncan replied somberly. The more he thought about it the more he was resolved to get back to the business of getting to Ostagar.
"My lady, if I might discuss something with you before I take my leave?" He asked, forcing himself to meet her gaze.
"Of course, Duncan", she replied, nervousness edging into her voice. "Could we walk though, perhaps in the garden. I suddenly find this place a little depressing."
"Of course." He stood and held out his hand to Rowan who took it and rose from the bench.
Once again walking side by side, they headed to the garden in silence