they eat is anything but poison for human folk, My Lady," Fitzhugh agreed, jerking his head at the wart-faces and dragon-men standing silently against the wall.
"I doubt that our 'Commander' would have stolen us away without first determining that he could keep us fed, Sir Anthony," Matilda replied. "I don't say that I look forward to discovering what he might consider food, but there would be no more point in taking us to poison than in taking us only to see us starve."
The knight looked at her for a moment, then nodded, and she shrugged.
"However that may be, though, I suspect that you were thinking of more than eggs and bacon, Sir Richard," she said.
"Indeed a