Chapter 14

“You said that if I could give up my sword and live as a farmer, you’d believe me. I’m afraid I wasn’t able to keep away from the sword as long as I’d hoped, but given that we’d probably be dead if I hadn’t taken it up again, I hope you’ll forgive me.” Fionn looked behind him then. “We’ll talk more later. I need to go take care of my horse. He’s mostly okay, but he got a few scrapes.”

“He’s a war horse, isn’t he?” said Jonathan, with sudden realization.

“Something like that, yes,” said Fionn. He sighed then. “It’s probably too late to save the farmhouse. I don’t know how on earth I’ll manage to rebuild it.”

Johnathan gaped at Fionn again. “You’re staying here?”