"Imbolg, Saint Brigid's day, when the equinox falls upon us once more, the murrain will have passed and it will be safe."

Reeve Petrus nodded in agreement at Cathal's estimated nine months.

Charlotte took a calming breath. "Very well." She looked to the reeve. "I will have Daniel begin to make a fence, we will assign a third of the land at Falls Ende for the people who will suffer because of this pestilence. Without money, they will ...