Colonel Larkin grimaced. He did not see Sister Helena as a friend, only as a teammate and an outsider at that. Fairbairn gave him a look that said, “Just go with the flow sir. Work with the wee lass on her level.” So, Colonel Larkin nodded and gave a simple little smile. Maerwynn beamed back at him.
“Thank you, Sister Helena, she explained.”
“You're welcome,” the Carmelite replied.
Simon smiled. “That's a good girl. Now run along and play.” Maerwynn curtsied and then left the room. SG-24 sat back down. Mary poured wine for her guests.
Sister Helena, still curious about the girl, leaned forward. “Simon, if I may ask, is Maerwynn your daughter?”
Simon exchanged a glance with Mary, who nodded with a warm smile. “Yes, Sister. Maerwynn is our pride and joy.” Sister Helena nodded, her curiosity satisfied as she took a sip of the wine.