She nudged him with her foot in retaliation, then sobered. ‘I want to dedicate a chapel too, for my grandfather’s soul…if you are willing?’

Adam stood up and said quietly, ‘How could I not be willing? We owe him more than we can ever repay. Of course you can have a chapel.’

‘Thank you.’ She kissed him warmly.

He donned his cloak and then swung hers around her shoulders. The moonlight caught the wolf brooch into a brilliant, white glitter.

‘No more tail-chasing?’ she said as he fastened it.

‘No more tail-chasing,’ he agreed, and smiling, turned with her towards the keep.