"No," Ashlynn said, shaking her head slightly after taking a sip of the warm, soothing tea. It did nothing to dispel the hunger in her belly but it at least helped to spread warmth throughout her body and press back against the chill that had nothing to do with the cold winter winds outside.
"I have a request, but you can refuse and it changes nothing for you and your son," Ashlynn said as she set the cup down. "But if you're willing, I'd like you to write a letter to your husband, Sir Tommin and ask him to surrender to my army instead of fighting to defend Hanrahan Town."
"You can tell him what Owain has done to you and Tonnis," Ashlynn suggested gently. "And that we've cured you if you think that will help. You can use whatever words you think will reach him. The important thing is that there are very few people who can make him stand down, and I believe that you're one of them."
