Winchester, Wessex 838-839 AD
Winchester, Wessex 838-839 ADA warrior seasoned by the horrors of battle, the guard would not be intimidated by a pair of black demon eyes as he thought of them. When the truculent young stranger drew his sword, insisting that he would not leave it at the royal palace door, he was happy to do his duty and fight.
demon eyesLuckily, there was no bloodshed because Rhodri flung himself at Alun and grasped his sword arm, bending it back so fiercely that Cadfael could remove it from his friend’s grasp. To avoid driving him berserk, he sheathed the sword as quickly as possible, for he knew that Alun could not bear to have anyone touch it. The weapon in place, all the fight went out of him, and his shoulders slumped.
“Hark, Alun ap Drystan, I am your king’s son, an
