Chapter ONE - Weebly

efore.”
Diver got up again, eager as a puppy. “You’re a
good man.”
Ethan finished his stew, and when Diver brought
back the ales, he turned his chair so that he could see
the rest of the room. Kannice spent most of her time
behind the bar, helping Kelf with the ales and whiskeys.
But occasionally she came out into the common area to
joke with her patrons or settle down a group that was
getting too boisterous.
She might have been small of stature, but there was
steel in her voice and ice in those blue eyes when she
had need. Ethan had yet to meet a man who wasn’t
cowed by her. At one point she glanced his way and
saw that he was watching her. She smiled, her color
rising, and then went back to what she had been doing.
“Why don’t you marry her?”
Ethan glanced at Diver and sipped his ale. “That’s
none of your concern.”
“If you’re still thinking that you and Marielle—”
“I said it was none of your concern, Diver.”
He didn’t raise his voice; he didn’t have to. Diver