"Magnus and Abigail were married," she points out, now a little uncertain. "Is it really that bad? Who's going to tell us we're wrong? I mean, aside from the Eighth, and maybe the Second, but we knew that going in."

But she frowns a little, even against Harrow's touch, Harrow's reassurances. She shouldn't have to be making them, should she? "Are we in trouble?"