The news hit her hard, and her countenance changed instantly. "Oh Owen!" she exclaimed. She had no idea, though she should have, when she noticed he was the lone rider on the hill. One less led by her emotions would have discerned the absence of the other knights.
"Were there no survivors? Not one?" she hesitated at bring up old wounds if it were true, but she clung upon a string of hope: "What about Sir Forrester?"