Chapter 332: The Flower That Withered (I)

"I know." Edmund pressed a gentle kiss to the top of Primrose’s head, his voice a low whisper against her hair. "I’m sorry ... I think too much sometimes."

Primrose stroked the hand he had resting on her waist, her touch soft and reassuring. "Don’t be sorry." She looked up at him with a small smile before repeating her question. "So ... you became their sworn brother after Sir Leofric helped you?"