Reina had flatly refused to sleep in the shack.<br/><br/>“I am a well born lady and will not sleep in the manger of a sheep.” She had protested. “ I will stay in the house in the chamber that my husband’ s whore vacated.”<br/><br/>Reina had brought all of her goods into Nimue’s little house and had just pushed back the tapestry to Samantha’s little space. Before Nimue could tell her to stuff herself, she had disappeared behind the curtain, letting it fall behind her.<br/><br/>When Faren came in the house calling out for Nimue to take the child, she popped out, dressed in her nightrail.<br/><br/>“How dare you try to give my child into the bed of a pagan harlot.” She snapped at him, snatching the girl to herself. “Maisie, did he hurt you? Did he touch you beneath your clothes?”<br/><br/>The red haired woman glared at Faren as if he were a child molester.<br/><br/>“What kind of man takes a girl child out into the dark and doesn’t come back to the well lit house until much later?” She spat at Faren.<br/><br/>Reina shook the child until her dark hair swung wildly around her little pinched face. “Tell me.Don’t be afraid. Did he touch you?”<br/><br/>Little Maisie put her finger in her mouth and shook her head violently.<br/><br/>“No. Horsie.” She said.<br/><br/>Reina looked a cross between relieved and disappointed. She slung the child through the curtain, into the dedicated sleeping space.<br/><br/>“Tomorrow, Faren. You and I will become reacquainted and plan our life together with our daughter. Aren’t you blessed that I have brought a child to our union?”