Through all of Laurence's somewhat jumbled thoughts since their arrival, one theme had been constant. Temeraire. If they were back in the covert then surely Temeraire must have been close by. It was only his state of undress and that early sense of dread as to the reception he might receive that kept Laurence from immediately going off to find him.

"Yes. Yes, it is Scotland. A place I never thought I would visit again." He turned to look at Granby, worry mixed with confusion and happiness in his features. "What in heaven's name do we do now?"