"Yes, do that," Hereweald said. "A womanly presence might be just what he needs right now. Thank you for thinking of it, my dear."
His queen nodded and smiled, but I felt another stab of hot jealousy. Osgar already had more womanly presence than he needed.
Wulfstan startled me as he came to stand almost within me, leaning closer to get another look at my corpse's discolored mouth.
"Definitely foreign," he said with a frown. At last he had come to the same conclusion I had the night before. He shut the book with a snap then turned to regard his remaining trunks with an even deeper frown.
"It's all right, Wulfstan," I said, although he could not hear me. "If I didn't know what it was, I doubt it is in any of your books. But I thank you for trying."
"Your majesty," he said, turning to th
