“I did not know that there were refined men among the Britons, Hywel, but your elegant turn of phrase pleases me.”
“Does that mean I’ll see you again, Marozia?”
“If I decide so, Hywel. When Marozia commands, men obey.”
“Please, will you command the pope’s lawyers to approve my Law Code?”
“Does it mean so much to you?”
“You understand power, sweet lady. It is my way of gaining control of the whole of Wales and maybe beyond.”
“You shall have the lawyers’ approval even if they disapprove … because Marozia has decided … and so shall it be.”
disapproveHe kissed her and asked, “When will I obtain this approval?”
She giggled and her tiny nostrils flared. “When Marozia decides to make you a gift, my Welsh warrior. Would you like to see the scoundrel who tried to strike you punished?”
Hywe
