CHAPTER 35
At breakfast in the great hall the next day, George found himself bumped off the family table on the dais at the end of the hall by all the visiting dignitaries. He joined Eurig and Tegwen at the head of their long table on the main floor.
“Where’s your wife, my boy?” Eurig asked.
George suppressed a chuckle at the waggling walrus mustaches.
Tegwen looked up from her food and murmured, “She has a long day ahead, and I imagine she’s resting until she has to start. I sent Eiddun over with Alun to meet her.”
“That’s right,” George told her. “Will you do me a favor and keep an eye on her? I wanted her to stay home, but she insisted.”
“I’ll do that, huntsman,” she said.
Eurig craned his neck around the hall. “I don’t see that foster-son of yours, either.”
“Maelgwn’s helping T
