Shattered Vows About book: ‘I’m famished!’From the cookhouse across the yard, Rosamund sent her stepmother a look of exasperation. Twilight was falling and she was being as quick as she could, she hated cooking in the dark. ‘If you stopped preening and came to help, it wouldn’t take so long.’Aeffe scowled and opened her mouth to reply, but just then Alfwold and Osric appeared.
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Carol Townend
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Shattered Vows
About book: ‘I’m famished!’From the cookhouse across the yard, Rosamund sent her stepmother a look of exasperation. Twilight was falling and she was being as quick as she could, she hated cooking in the dark. ‘If you stopped preening and came to help, it wouldn’t take so long.’Aeffe scowled and opened her mouth to reply, but just then Alfwold and Osric appeared and she folded her lips together. Even from across the yard, Rosamund could see Aeffe’s eyes glittering with dislike. She’d have to pay for that unguarded remark, albeit not with Osric and Alfwold watching, Aeffe was too clever for that. She would bide her time and it would be done in such a way that no-one knew what she was about.‘That smells good,’ Alfwold said. He came to stand on the cookhouse threshold, as oblivious of the undercurrents flowing between the two women, as he was of the fact that he was blocking Rosamund’s light. ‘So good that it distracted me and made me lay aside my tools too early for your father’s liking.’ Squeezing into the tiny cookhouse, he craned his neck to peer into the blackened pot hanging from the central roof beam.Rosamund smiled and went on stirring the stew.‘Have you done, girl?’ Osric called from across the yard, he sounded as impatient as his wife.
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Carol Townend
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Shattered Vows
About book: ‘I’m famished!’From the cookhouse across the yard, Rosamund sent her stepmother a look of exasperation. Twilight was falling and she was being as quick as she could, she hated cooking in the dark. ‘If you stopped preening and came to help, it wouldn’t take so long.’Aeffe scowled and opened her mouth to reply, but just then Alfwold and Osric appeared and she folded her lips together. Even from across the yard, Rosamund could see Aeffe’s eyes glittering with dislike. She’d have to pay for that unguarded remark, albeit not with Osric and Alfwold watching, Aeffe was too clever for that. She would bide her time and it would be done in such a way that no-one knew what she was about.‘That smells good,’ Alfwold said. He came to stand on the cookhouse threshold, as oblivious of the undercurrents flowing between the two women, as he was of the fact that he was blocking Rosamund’s light. ‘So good that it distracted me and made me lay aside my tools too early for your father’s liking.’ Squeezing into the tiny cookhouse, he craned his neck to peer into the blackened pot hanging from the central roof beam.Rosamund smiled and went on stirring the stew.‘Have you done, girl?’ Osric called from across the yard, he sounded as impatient as his wife.
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