The Reckoning - 3 by Sharon Kay Penman

Author:Sharon Kay Penman
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Great Britain - History - 13th Century, Medieval, Historical Fiction, Wales - History - 1063-1284, General, Llywelyn Ap Gruffydd, Great Britain, Historical, Wales, Fiction, History
ISBN: 9780312382476
Publisher: Macmillan
Published: 1991-01-02T08:00:00+00:00

30S odrithe warily Day. But not in Welsh! Actually, I think I can resolve this ri h if given half a chance." 8 l ^ck], "Do you?" Llewelyn said softly. "Do you, indeed?" "Yes, I do. It is rather simple, in truth. We have the handhere," Edward said, holding up the deed. "What SWeTat Llewelyn? Are you willing to abide by its terms, to pav RK ^ ^°u/ thousand marks?" * ^^ the Llewelyn was trying to master his shock. "Yes," he said unable to believe Edward was taking his side, "I am willing " ^' Rhodri was even more stunned. "Well, I am not! I do not w money, I want the lands!" e "You may, of course, make that argument tomorrow befo court." Edward leaned back in his chair, watching Rhodri over th ^ of his wine cup. "But I would offer you some advice. When you cann get what you want, it is wiser sometimes to want what you can get" Rhodri was mute, so enraged and dumfounded and disappointed that he feared he might choke upon it. His throat had closed up; each breath he drew hurt. "What proof would I have that I'd get so much as a farthing? What reason do I have to trust his word?" Edward glanced toward Llewelyn. "Can you provide sureties for payment?" "Yes," Llewelyn said grudgingly, giving Rhodri a look that all but seared the air between them, "I will provide sureties." But then, prompted by an impulse he could not explain even to himself, he said, "What about you, Davydd? Do you want to act as a pledge for my good faith?" If he'd meant to startle Davydd, he'd succeeded. But if his intention was to discomfit his brother, he'd failed. As their eyes met, Davydd grinned. "Why not? We might as well keep it in the family." "A right fine pairing," Rhodri said acidly, "for your word is as worthless as his!" "Did you always whine so much back when we were lads?" Davyd asked, still with a smile. "If so, little wonder my memories of you are so dim. I must have blotted them out in sheer self-defense." Llewelyn had long known that Davydd had an uncanny knack or hitting where it would hurt the most; he bore enough scars of his o to testify to that. But he doubted that Davydd had meant to draw ^ much blood, for Rhodri lost color so fast that he looked suddeniy and then, murderous. The Welsh came tumbling out as if esca?^ engulfing them in an outpouring of embittered, venomous inve ^ needed no translation, that seemed to echo in the air even after whirled toward the door, slammed it resoundingly behind tam' ^ Davydd slid off the table, setting down his wine cup- "Ere 7° "Ere you''

309 Edward, "Rhodri urged the Almighty to smite me with leph« sat hrivel my crops in the fields and bedchamber, to curse my tf^' *? n through the ages, and I might be mistaken, but he may name ° ^ something about Llewelyn and snakes.

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