"We shall be there much of the week." He shrugged one shoulder. "Any longer than that and she would be spoiled unmercifully. And she will miss home, I am certain. She already misses the twins, and if she were not looking forward to seeing family, I suspect I would be hearing so more often. Instead, she is concerned about who shall feed the cat while we are gone."
He didn't address the idea the Britain would miss him; he knew better. There were those who would see him imprisoned, and those who merely wanted him gone. There was little love for him here. He glanced over at her. "And you? Anything exciting in your life?"