Stop

either, do you? Relax. We go back onto the plateau and then about five days’ ride we cut down through some of the finest farming country in the world.”

“Cay.” His tired eyes jumped open. Only one person whispered like that. He sat up. “Princess. What can I do for you?” The wind was beginning to rip at the tree branches and the air was rapidly chilling. It was going to rain soon.
“Can I sit under some of your blanket? I’m cold.” Her voice was timorous. Two days ago Keilin would have been delighted. Now he was wary. “Hadn’t you just better go back to your bed, Princess?”
She stamped her foot, forgetting that she was being quiet. Fortunately the wind in the clattering branches effectively masked the sound. “Will you stop treating me as if I’ve got some disease,” she whispered fiercely. “Stop Princessing me too. You know my name.”
“I thought I did,” he said slowly. “But it seems it isn’t Kim after all,”
“Cymbellyn is my second name.”
“It’s a lovely name, Princess. But you see, I don’t even have