We left off last week with Jorgen and Maja talking about Hilvard. Skipping ahead a bit in the conversation, they are not talking about Jorgen's house--his keep.
"It is well mortared, and the winds do not enter except during the very worst storms, though some chambers seem always colder than others,” he admitted. “I think you may find it comfortable.”
“Are we to live in your keep?” she asked in surprise. She had known they would be in the fortress, but his own dwelling?
“Of course,” Jorgen answered as if he had never thought anything else. With a grin he added, “Did you think I would ask to you sleep in my stables?”
“N-no,” she sputtered. “But I thought a small house perhaps…”
“I can do no less for the widow and kinfolk of Hjelmar Jensson,” he said simply. “If it is not to your liking, recall that it is only for the winter.”
That's my snippet for the week. No extra, but I do want to mention that I have succeeded in beginning the new gallery for character art for this story (the Viking Galleries) and that I am a guest this week on Jeffery Kerr's blog, with a post about Jane Austen.
Thank you for visiting.