The blind counsellor sighed heavily. “Sire, the past can teach us much. Even one man can indeed change the course of events.”
canRhodri’s tutor often praised him to his unlearned father as an insatiable student. So, when the youth displayed his knowledge, his sire listened attentively. Rhodri could not contain his enthusiasm. “Ay, father, I learnt about Cynan Garwyn, the king of the white chariot. He lived many lifetimes ago and fought and triumphed here on Ynys Dryyll, but also well beyond the isle, even down into Dyfed and Gwent. Do you know the tale of when Cynan decided to invade Glamorgan?” He paused because his voice had suddenly squeaked and then gone deep. He coughed to cover his embarrassment, smiled shyly, and continued, “The king of Glamorgan was so terrified that he asked the
