Some small part in the back of Ryn's mind had to acknowledge the comedy in this. Four days. She couldn't even say why, but she couldn't help but take a little pleasure in that knowledge. The fact was irrelevant, so why did she enjoy it?
"No," she answered, with a little shake of her head. "When my mother discovered her condition he cut turned her out. He only ever sent me to Arcadie much later. It was made clear that a bastard was a risk to his reputation he was not willing to suffer, and I have never pressed it. Nor do I have any desire to. As far as I'm concerned, he can go on pretending I don't exist."