The delay in my departure to Babbanburgh until the spring was occasioned more by my fear of the king’s reaction to the quality of my work than waiting for the dry weather of May. Bearing my precious package, I gained immediate access to King Aldfrith’s presence.
“In Heaven’s Name, Master Aella, you have made me bide my time long enough for this moment,” his piercing blue eyes held mine, “I hope it has been worthwhile.”
With trembling hand, I unwrapped the clean linen from the book to reveal the magnificent binding. And yet, the four vacant holes were an affront to my eye. The king picked up on them at once.
“These cavities are for my rubies, are they not, Master?”
“Sire, they are.”
“Then what say you, shall we repair to my chamber and complete your glorious work?”
He smiled at my pal
