Chapter 10“Me cago na cona que te botou!” Druid Arturo Lubri said, recoiling visibly at Professor Penrose's request.
Culann's Galician wasn't that good. “Perdón?”
The Druid threw a glance at Sionann over his shoulder and immediately apologized. He drew his cape tighter, despite its being tied at the base of his throat. “Forgive me, Señor Profesor Penrose, I forget myself. This has all been so difficult.” He gestured vaguely in the direction of the obeliscos. “Dame Lìosach, I humbly beg your forgiveness. The filth that spews from my mouth has fouled your ears. Arawn will deny me Tír na nÓg for my offenses.”
“Druid Lubri,” Sionann said, “times are difficult for us all, right now. There's nothing to apologize for. What did you say?”
She acts as if she didn't understand, Culann thought. He
