Chapter 28
Lachlan and Maeve were picking their way through the woods when Maeve stopped to rest. It had been a long night of travel, and she was weary from the pace of the journey.
When they had drunk their share of water from the skin, Lachlan sat next to Maeve and said, "I am sorry we had to leave Cate behind."
"You need not apologize any more, Lachlan. We were right to. The grove's decision to fight instead of flee means that now, more than ever, we must know the information she can retrieve from Jessie."
"Had you hoped for fleeing to be their response?"
Maeve shook her head. "Not at all. We are a proud people, Lachlan, and fight is something we do quite well. I am only surprised at how the vote turned out."
"We have much to hate about the Romans."
"Hate is such a dark word."
"So is death."
Maeve looked at him and saw the same sorrow she felt. "Lachlan, are you ever afraid?"