Moments as intense as the reunion between the two women from Blackwell County could only last for a very short period of time. Like a candle flung into the hearth, the moment burned so brightly in the eyes of the onlookers, no one felt comfortable watching.
The kneeling soldiers all kept their gaze firmly on the soft, damp earth while Ollie and the other notable people turned their backs, giving the two women a moment of relative privacy while they held each other tightly.
"Sir Ollie," Hugo Hanrahan whispered, clearly shaken by what he had just seen. "She's the real, really the real Lady Ashlynn? Lord Owain's wife?"
