Legacy of Time (The After Cilmeri Series) by Sarah Woodbury

Author:Sarah Woodbury
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Wales, england, time travel, alternate history, alternative history, time travel series, long running series, historical fiction, medieval britain, medieval wales, king of england, alternate universe
Publisher: The Morgan-Stanwood Publishing Group Inc
Published: 2023-10-28T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-six

19 September – Earth Two

Meg

“How is it you are taking all of this so well? I feel like I’ve been hit by a truck.” Meg pulled back the covers and fell into bed beside Llywelyn, exhausted emotionally and physically. She hadn’t been participating in the tournament, but she felt as if every single one of her muscles hurt. Likely that was from clenching them in fear and worry since they’d learned that David and Lili had gone to Avalon.

“Am I doing well?” Llywelyn pulled her into the circle of his arm. “Our son and daughter-in-law have been thrown into Avalon without any aid. Dafydd thought he knew what he was doing when he went with George last time. He was entirely wrong. What he described when he came home ...” His voice trailed off, causing Meg’s stomach to clench again. “And yet, he was protected, as always. It will be okay.”

Even as she said, “Or it won’t,” she loved that Llywelyn had adopted that classic Americanism, okay.

As it turned out, she hadn’t ended up eating much for dinner, despite Llywelyn’s best efforts. Her stomach had always been affected by her emotions. There was no reason to expect today to have been any different.

Llywelyn pulled her closer. “I, of all people, know full well what won’t looks like. That December day fifteen years ago when Anna and Dafydd came to me could have been the end of everything. It wasn’t. It won’t be now. Avalon took them in.”

That sounded good, even to her. “One more time.”

Llywelyn rolled onto his side and Meg rolled with him so her back was to his chest. “Which brings me to something I have been meaning to talk to you about for a while but haven’t been able to find the words.”

Rather than finding her stomach clenching, Meg eased into a more relaxed position. She knew Llywelyn could feel her do it. They’d been together long enough for him to let her settle herself before he told her whatever momentous thing he had to say. “Go on.”

“If what happened today with Dafydd happens to me—not that I am allergic to walnuts or anything else as far as I know—you have to let me go.”

“Go ... to Avalon?” Even as she asked the question, she knew that wasn’t what he meant.

“Marged.”

“Llywelyn.”

“I am almost seventy years old. An old man among my people. If something happens like what happened at Chepstow eight years ago, I don’t want you taking me to Avalon in the hopes of fixing whatever is wrong. If I die here, so be it. Obviously, dying of old age would be my preference. Elisa and Padrig are only eight, and I want to see them grow up, but you know as well as I that the odds are against it. I don’t want to die in a hospital bed in Avalon with tubes sticking out of me and none of my family by my side.”

Meg settled even further into the bed—and into Llywelyn. “That is going to be hard for me.

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