“Well, well, look who finally got off her back,” Isla said from down below, one eyebrow raised, smirking up at her like a round, wee weasel. Amber darted a look around the great hall to make sure no one was within earshot, then said, “I was hardly e’er on my back. You need to teach Alban some new tricks if that’s all he’s doing to you. Lachlan is most inventive.”
