Part One
Inspired by A Well Laid Trap by GaryLaibArt.
“You take all your clothes off right there.” Ros said, rising to find him some of Papa’s. “I don’t want any of that mud getting on the furs.” She’d have to get the bath out and fill it. The mud had probably soaked into him so deeply it was leaking out of his bones.
She got back from the outhouse with the copper tub to find him stripped and wrapped in a towel.
“King’s Rider?” Papa was asking. “This far west? What for?”
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