The Bard's Daughter (A Gareth And Gwen Medieval Mystery) - Plot & Excerpts
The kitchens had been prepared for failure, which meant that the celebration of Cadoc’s birth day would now be doubly fine. The scent of roasted meat wafted across the courtyard with every gust of the wind. Gwen could smell it, even from inside her father’s cell. “All of this is my own fault, Gwen.” Meilyr paced back and forth in front of his daughter. “How can you say that?” Earlier, Gwen had related to him what had happened in the great hall, and Gruffydd’s plan for him. Her father had been opposed to it at first, but in the intervening hours, had come around, willing now to play his part. “I should never have brought us here in the first place,” he said. “We should have stayed in Powys.” “Lord Thomas asked us to stay,” Gwen said. “Why did we leave?” “Because we’d been there for months already and Collen wanted me to come here. He promised to make it worth my while,” Meilyr said. “He and Lord Cadfael." “And now Collen is dead,” Gwen said. Meilyr nodded.
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