"I can't help it if I would do anything to keep you out of harm's way. Especially when you are so unwilling to do it for yourself."

"I don't look for trouble any more than you do." Yehudit said moodily.

"Did I say you look for trouble? I know you don't. But I simply would like it if you would listen to me when I tell you to stay out of a situation, like going to the docks. Or like last night when I asked you to go for help. Which, by the way, was also to keep me and Questa from being killed or worse by those mermen."

Yehudit bristled. "I want to go where you go."

"I understand that. But there are times, I need you to do things my way. For my peace of mind," Sileas pointed out. "Or because I am asking for your help," she added, thinking of the evening before.

"I was helping you!" Yehudit said, her voice rising again.

Sileas lowed her face in to hands, mumbling incoherently. Then she lifted her head and turned to watch the scenery again.

"What was that?" Yehudit asked. One of her rages were beginning.

"What was what? The fact that I whisper to talk to Larrigan in heaven? That I miss him?" Sileas had about had it and if Lek weren't there, she would probably just kill Yehudit and run.

"Oh." Yehudit began to calm a little. "I'm sorry."

Sileas gave her a quiet nod. What she had replied was true, she had been whispering to Larrigan, wishing he was here. She needed time to grieve, but no one seemed inclined to give her the time. Sileas feared that with that last thought, she might be reaching her breaking point. She really wished Yehudit would agree to stay in the market with Questa, Sileas wasn't certain she was together enough to watch over too many people.

Lek sadly stared back towards the keep even though it was no longer in view. He hated leaving Millie behind and missed her terribly already.

Sileas put her arm up on the rim of the wagon and rested her chin on her arm. She let her tears flow.

Yehudit patted Sileas's back.

"I didn't even get to say goodbye. I didn't get to tell him over very much I love him. I just want his arms around me and to hear his voice," she whispered.

"He knew you loved him." Yehudit tried to comfort Sileas and felt like she was failing.

Meanwhile, the knights looked rather awkward.

"Not how much. I feel like I've lost part of myself. The best part. Now I'm just lost." She buried her face in the wool of her cloak that was draped over her arm.

Yehudit hugged her. "Larrigan must know now, surely."

Sileas just let her tears continue, not making a sound.

Wulfsen happened to look back and did not see Lek. He swore and reigned to a stop.

Shawn reigned to a stop beside Wulfsen and sighed. "I apologize. If only he had been more aware, we wouldn't have to take him along." Shawn was aggravated. How had Nelek not taught his son so many basic things?

It took a while, but Lek eventually caught up to Wulfsen and Shawn.

"Finally," Shawn sighed.

Lek clutched the reigns with white knuckles. The mare was too fast for him.

Shawn said a prayer requesting patience.