"Isn't the daughter of a baron, and one of our own vassals at that, fishing in our own pond at a time when we should be looking for external allies?" Loman said, offering up something he hoped his father would find to be an acceptable excuse to move on from considering Lady Adala as a marriage partner.
"Sometimes, a loyal vassal should be rewarded with the chance to rise," Bors said, reaching into a cabinet nearby for a bottle of his favorite strong wine and a pair of small cups. "But perhaps you already have your eye on someone?" Bors asked after pouring a cup for himself and a shallower one for Loman.
As a father, there were times he felt like he'd failed to school his younger son in the ways of men and lords. He'd left too much to Isla, and when she passed, he'd left nearly everything to the Church as Loman transitioned from adolescence to manhood.
