“Can you do the same for me?” Adaira asked eagerly.
“I can try, and I am sure we will sort you out with something, whatever it takes.” Keira smiled at her.
“This is really happening,” Adaira said incredulously. “You know, Keira, I feel better already. I know that whatever he does or says that there will soon be an end to it.” Her smile was radiant.
“I think you are going to make a good addition to our band.” Keira was smiling happily.
Adaira clapped her hands. “So when is our next meeting?” she asked eagerly. “I cannot wait to meet everyone!”
“They are equally eager to meet you too,” Keira assured her. “We have not decided on the next meeting yet, but you will be the first to know, and in the meantime you can make yourself ready.”
“Where do you meet?” Adaira asked.
“You do not have to know that until the day it takes place,” Keira replied. Seeing Adaira’s disappointment, she added, “It is safer that way, Addie.”
Just then, a maid came in with a tray bearing their evening meal.
“No more talking!” Adaira ordered. Then she laughed and held up her ale glass. “Sláinte Mhath!” she cried. “To rebellion!”
“Rebellion! Sláinte Mhath!” Keira cried. “And to us!”