Shaela nodded, smiling despite her fears. "I usually just called him Bara, for big." She shook her head, "No, he won't. I even," she looked up sheepishly, "I even told him about Percy, told him what I was looking forward to in November. At least that's kept him from plotting to get me out of here right now."
The last part made her uneasy. "Other than inviting him to talk to Percy, to make sure he could see for himself what kind of man I'd fallen in love with, not that I know of. Honestly," her smile turned a bit sheepish, "I was afraid he'd run into some of the more brash Outsiders and they'd convince him to storm the castle or something equally foolhardy."