Chapter 108
“She hates you. You hate her. So now we will live in a house of hate.”
“You are wrong, my love. I do not hate her, because she saved the most precious thing in the world to me, except for you. She saved—”
“The boy,” he finished. “Cut Hand’s son. He who would be yours if you had woman’s parts.” Otter looked at me. “He is a good boy. He has more of his father than his mother, I think. He would have rather died, you know.”
“Yes, and like Lone Eagle, he may yet find a way to do so. But that will pass as his juices flow and he learns life is good to have even in difficult circumstances.”
Otter nodded his handsome head, “This makes your life harder, I think.”
“Yes. I have always sought to be a truthful man. Now I must learn to scheme, cozen, flam. If he is to survive…if youare to survive, I must do so. And the first lie I tell will hurt you, I’m afraid. If anyone comes to the Mead, I will refer to you as my servant, as one who is invisible.”
He smiled wryly. “Just like I used to be.”