Chapter 11

Raised voices from the courtyard pulled Izzy from her slumber before the sun had fully risen. Blinking her eyes open she found her husband’s coffee brown eyes staring back at her. A moment of panic washed over her, followed by a calmness she had not felt in a while and she couldn’t stop a smile from touching her lips. Another shout came through the window and they both grinned wide. The men had been discovered in the pillory.

They lay beside each other for a while and listened to the yelling. Neither man had any idea why they were there and the three lads insisted they knew nothing. The men were yelling to be set free and Donald was yelling back, certain they deserved it but not giving any reason as to why they were there nor how long they would be locked up. Then someone started yelling about a waste of good eggs, which she guessed meant fresh eggs rather than rotting ones had been tossed. Her grin widened and she giggled. It felt unbelievably good to have those two locked up, even if