Five visions of beauty entered the room.

"Jesslaw," Wyldon said. Owen had forgotten to bow – too busy gawking – and he did so now, almost toppling over in his haste. Owen had only been his squire for two months and he could already tell his knight master's patience was ending quickly. "May I present my wife and my daughters. This is Vivienne, and my four daughters, Cathrea, Sunarine, Eiralys and –"

The youngest girl stepped forward quickly. "I'm Margarry," she said breathlessly.

Owen gulped, his eyes wide. "Jolly," he whispered.

Margarry blushed.

Wyldon rubbed his temples and Vivienne rushed to get him a cup of soothing tea.