He felt as though this was a terrible game she might be playing. She would dress him as Robin's father and then, when it was noticed, she would turn on him and he'd be sent out the Moon Gate for daring to pretend to be a lord. He liked to think, perhaps, she was better than that.

But lords and ladies are cruel. And bastards are the most treacherous of all.

He chewed on his lip and nodded. "As m'lady commands."

Into the fire I go.