"If the child that Lady Samira bears is mine, then he will want for nothing," Owain pledged. "If Lady Samira wants a life far from me, then she may raise our son in Keating, Trevarthen, or even Blackwell if she wishes. I will fund her manor there, pay for the finest academy, and ensure her coffers are never empty," he said.
"Further, I will honor my father's promise to her," he added, standing up straight and tall while his hand rested on the hilt of Fallen Claw at his hip. "From today forward, let her be known as Dame Samira. I will have my Steward," he said, though his voice faltered as he glanced briefly at Hugo sitting at the far end of the table.
"I will have my Steward draw up a title of Knight Errantry. She may choose a surname as she sees fit," Owain declared. "But our son will carry the Lothian name, so that he may always recognize his home, and the doors of Lothian Manor will never be closed to him."
