Claire shifted her attention to her side, where Geillis Duncan sat, delicately sipping from a silver cup of ale. Geillis’s husband, Arthur, sat at the neighbouring table with Colum, as befitted his role as the procurator fiscal of the district. Arthur appeared worn-out and fatigued, his eyes half-closed and his face displaying the effects of wine and exhaustion. He leaned heavily on his forearms, his features slack and disinterested in the conversations happening around him.