CHAPTER 25
“I’ve never asked you, Dyfnallt,” Angharad said. “What did you think when you first met Mariah Catlett?”
Bedo held his piece of bread suspended in the air for a moment, waiting for the answer. They’d made it through the lamb stew and were just mopping up the remainder with the remnants of the crusty bread.
Dinner at the huntsman’s house with company was more pleasant than he’d anticipated. Angharad kept her customary place at the foot of the table, and the spot at the head, usually left empty for George in his absence, was filled for now by Maelgwn, trying not to look uncomfortable at the honor.
Dyfnallt was seated directly across from Bedo, with Alun on his left, while Bedo had Ives for his partner. Bedo recognized Angharad’s attempt to mix them up and, considering there we
