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harder to protect his sheep. He
should have tried harder to protect the girl. He grimaced, and his shoulders
slumped. Maybe not. Maybe it was all meant to happen as it did. Kit knew the
men, and they didn't try to hurt her. Not really. In fact, they seemed to go
out of their way not to hurt her. They could have killed Timothy and
knocked Kit over the head.
    Who was she?
    Timothy slumped against
the whitewashed wall. The lamb settled at his feet as he watched people pass.
What would Aunt Mae say? He did nothing wrong. Kit would be fine. That off
feeling he had about her now made sense. She was a noble. She had to be.
Nothing else made sense.
    "Oh, there you
are! Did something happen? Where's your wife?" Kyle sauntered over.
    Wan orange light
stretched into the street. Where did the day go? He could not have spent that
long thinking and wandering, could he?
    "I don't know what
to do, Kyle."
    "I said you could
stay with me until you are on your feet. As long as you and your wife are
quiet." Kyle chuckled.
    "Kit's gone. Some
men took her. They said they were working for Lord Treblin," Timothy said.
    "Well, what are
you doing here? Go get her, man! If some men took Henrietta, I would…"
Kyle clenched his fists.
    "It's not that. I
think she's his daughter or something," Timothy said. Why should it
matter? He had kept his promise.
    "You don't
know?" Kyle shook his head. "Women like their secrets.
Newlyweds?"
    "You could say
that."
    "I don't know how
you can be so calm. But then, you always were." Kyle stroked his beard.
    Timothy felt anything
but calm.
    Kyle leaned in.
"You want to save her. I can see it. That means it doesn't matter if she
is a daughter, wife, or even the mistress to the Pope! She isn't, is she?"
His eyes sparkled. "I always wanted to be a hero and rescue some cute
girl! Henrietta is too tough for that. I'd have to save the kidnappers from
her." Kyle slammed his fist into his hand."I know! Billy told me
about a big hunt planned for the nobles. This Treblin will be there. We will
save her then. I know, I know. I am a genius. We just need to find out where she
is. I only ask that you name your first kid after me. Well, if it is boy. A
girl named Kyle. Well…" Kyle laughed so loud that a passerby barked a
laugh too.
    Timothy knew nothing
about Kit, other than she had those eerie eyes. Eyes that pulled at him.
    "I am an idiot,"
Timothy said.
    "About time you
noticed, Timmy," Kyle said.
    A voice from across the
street rang out."So you are Timmy."
    Kyle tensed as Tahd
crossed the street. Dark hair ran up the bare muscled arms, and white scars
crossed his tanned skin. A large knife, almost a short sword, hung from a heavy
belt. Tahd wore a sour expression. Timothy felt the lamb shift on his feet.
    "It's Timothy.
What did you do with Kit?"
    Kyle kept his eyes on
Tahd. "Timothy, this man is an Inquisitor. What is your lady love doing mixed
up with them? And why is an Inquisitor playing messenger?"
    "I have my own
reasons," Tahd said. "The…Lady…Kitsune wants to see you. Come."
His mouth twisted around the words. He stalked away without waiting.
    The lamb stood and
stretched. Her hooves clip-clopped against the cobblestones.
    Kyle whistled.
"Lady Kitsune. Well, here's your chance to steal her away. And I had such
a good plan." He shoved Timothy. "Go on now. Keep your eyes on this
man. You know what they are like. She must be some lady to be a noble and have
an Inquisitor be her messenger. Your lady awaits. Stop moping and go!"
    "All right! I
will. Stop pushing!" Timothy jogged to keep up with Tahd and the lamb.
    Tahd eyed Timothy.
"Lord Treblin is a fool. He doesn't know the real value of that girl. Do you know, shepherd?"
    Timothy swallowed.
    "I didn't think
so," Tahd said.
    Tahd led Timothy past
the town's market. A few stalls remained open despite the late hour. Timothy's
forced his legs to work. Exhaustion dragged at him.
    They passed through the
inner wall that separated the rich districts from the rest of the city.