By now, Loman felt like there wasn't much left that could shock him, and the fog that shrouded the Ancient Fortress had given everything happening in the courtyard a hazy, dreamlike quality. But when his sister-in-law called upon Sir Tommin's wife, he realized that he'd been wrong about ability to be surprised as he watched the simply dressed pair of women making their way across the courtyard to join Ashlynn and the fallen Templar.
Loman didn't recognize the woman with Rosie, but he'd seen Tommin's wife at a number of festivals and feasts in the years since his return from the Holy City, and the combination of her delicate features with long chestnut hair was striking enough to be instantly recognizable even if she'd abandoned the finery and jewels of a knight's wife for a simple, though incredibly well made, tunic and skirt.
