Sir Godfrey, a tall, handsome man in his late twenties, was first and instantly became her favorite because, immediately after kissing her hand, he did something the complete dispelled the tension over their past associate: turning to all within hearing, her proclaimed her the only woman alive with wit and courage enough to dupe the entire army. Then he turned back to her and said with an irrepressible grin, ‘I trust, my lady, that if you ever decide to escape Claymore as you did our camp a few weeks ago, you’ll spare our pride by leaving us a better trail to follow?’