It was that moment that decided him. Ay, it was absurdly precipitate, but when he had certainty, he would not retreat. He was a courageous man and one not used to shying away from a challenge.
“Rhiannon, if you agree, we shall be betrothed. What say you?”
“I’m meant to be yours, Alun ap Drystan. I have known it from the moment I set eyes on you!”
“Then let us away to your cousin for his approval. Afterwards, we’ll ride to your father’s hall on Holy Island, and you can tell me the tale of Saint Cybi on the way.”
She agreed and offered her lips to his for their first passionate kiss.
“Sire, Rhiannon and I are to be betrothed if we have your blessing.”
“By all the saints in Heaven, Alun! You barely know my cousin! Have you any idea of the wildcat you are chasing?”
Alun laughed. “Rhiann
