Roland was leading his men as they rode towards Rose.
He saw his wife seated on a rock in front of an almost dead cottage and he came down.
She looked shocked to see him. "What are you doing here? How did you know I was here?"
"Because I sent for him." Hildegard said.
Rose looked at her, a face of betrayal written all over.
"Why would you?" Rose asked unhappily.
"Well I believed that he would handle things better." Hildegard admitted. "So I told Logan to send a messenger owl to inform him."
"You don't think I'm capable of handling matters?" Rose asked.
"There are dead bodies in that house." Hildegard stated matter of fact. "This shouldn't be something that just three of us could handle on our own. We needed help. And you husband has been in power more recently. He would know what to do."
"Don't get angry at her." He said. "I am the one who is supposed to be angry with you."
Rose narrowed her eyes at him. "What?! You're supposed to be angry with me?"
