CHAPTER 16
By the next afternoon Angharad had begun to implement her plans. She was indifferent to the comforts in her apartment and their arrangement. Instead, she threw herself into opening the packages of supplies that had begun arriving from the town outside the castle walls.
Maelgwn helped her set up her easels and store her supplies on the old shelves she’d used before, when she was last in her position as court painter. Paints, charcoals, brushes—the tools of her trade poured in from the merchants, and she sent all the bills to Lludd.
She’d spoken to Bleddyn the night before and told him she would be auditioning apprentices while she was here. Might as well make good use of her time. Besides, it would gall Lludd to see her conduct business as usual, as if his disapproval were a m
