Ynys Dryyll and Ynys Seiriol, North Wales, 835 AD
Ynys Dryyll and Ynys Seiriol, North Wales, 835 ADRhodri tugged at his father’s sleeve, impatient to have him listen to the monk from Ynys Seiriol. The brother’s urgent pleas had hitherto fallen on deaf ears, but he had impressed the prince, so rigorous in his prayers and beliefs.
“Come, father, a minute of your time is all I crave. Hear what the brother has to say. It’s important!”
The youth was so tall for his age that his eyes, the same dark green as the material of the Frankish drinking glasses his father was so proud of, were on a level with the king’s eyebrows. There the similarity between the two men ended, for Merfyn was pinch-faced and dark-haired, while Rhodri, although he was too young for whiskers, had fine, downy blond hair o
