"You were amazing, m'lord! Incredible! I've never seen a man with such strength! You took Sir Luke straight from his steed!" Matthew praised, bright and wide eyed as he walked with Tadgh to the stables.
He gave his sword and armor to the smith for maintenance, ready to call it a day.
"Sir Tadgh," Synne approached him as he left the smithy, "smiling softly at him, "do you have a moment?"
She smiled and bowed her head, "I am grateful that you would accept. Any time you are available, you're welcome into our home." She said before moving closer, "And perhaps, if I am available, I can grant you more tokens.." She said quietly.
He was dressed nicely, wearing a ceremonial breastplate over his nicest clothes. His hair was loose, and he made sure to thoroughly clean himself. No sense in arriving filthy.
When he entered the dining hall, Edwin stood from his seat, "Tadgh! My boy! I'm glad you could make it!" He said. Synne stood and moved to follow Edwin over, dressed in a fine gown that hugged her thin waist and extenuated her wide hips.