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"Many thanks, Prince Balin. At my old age a fall like that would've broken a few bones for sure." Marcel replied. He grabbed onto Balin and pulled himself up onto his feet. "Help me back on the bench, before you leave. I'd be grateful."

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"Welcome to Jehanna." Louis said to the raven-haired man and his companions. "Lady Olen is in the castle awaiting you with her knights."

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Jovron reached the courtyard and saw a female soldier dismounting from her horse. Though what he noticed right away was the sword at her belt. "Oathkeeper." He muttered. The Stentor family blade. It had been with Rob after Edgar died.

Jeanne removed her helmet. Showing her short hair and many small battle scars.

I can see why Rob married her, she was his type. His brother had always preffered the strong warrior women. Must be because of the Nordic blood in his veins...our veins. He corrected himself. It was his grandmother, Edgar's mother, that had been a Nord. He thought back to the letter. ''It must be lies. Edgar is my father.''

Jeanne approached and bowed in front of Jovron. "King Jovron." She said and got up. "A pleasure to meet you. My name is Jeanne Nathans, or I suppose Jeanne Stentor. Though I still don't feel right using that name, given what has happened to my husband."

"You are a Stentor by law. You may use the name." Jov told her.

"I hear that you killed Duke Roland. I was quite pleased. He was one of the ones that orchastrated my beloved's death." Jeanne said.

"You loved Rob?" He asked.

"Aye, I did. With all my heart. He was an honorable man, a good man. He didn't deserve to die like that." She said, her face grew solemn.

"Come, let's talk inside." Jov said and led her into the castle.