Ysabel was received by Damien personally, welcomed through the gates of his estate with a stony look. She had written to him ahead of time to announce that she was visiting, but she could tell that he wasn’t necessarily pleased to see his brother’s widow.
“General Clarion,” he said reverently.
“General Di Coteau,” she replied. The two grasped arms just below the elbow, in a customary greeting of the country.
“It’s good to see you,” Ysabel said politely. She truthfully didn’t feel tha