CHAPTER 31
George was up again in the afternoon when Benitoe came by, sitting at a table with the remains of a meal.
“You just missed our late breakfast. Bacon and eggs and orange juice.” He laughed at Benitoe’s blank look. “May sound exotic to you, but it’s a taste of my human life. They asked me what I wanted and I told them. Angharad provided the oranges.”
He was even more pleased to be able to sit down. Eluned had submitted when he insisted on removing the splints immobilizing his knee. He had to exercise the leg to strengthen the new bone and muscle, he told her, and she agreed. A soft wrapping protected the joint from accidental knocks, and he felt liberated. The robe he wore was too small, but at least it covered him.
He looked down at Maelgwn who was slowly finishing his orange
