51
Something Terrible
April 8, AD 643, Bebbanburg
“God be with you, me son. The brothers and I will pray for you until your return.” Aidan stood beside Celyn and Nona just outside the stable. Thomas and Godric had been ready to mount their horses when the others arrived.
Thomas was surprised that the bishop had come to see them off but was grateful to see him even so. “Thank you, my lord bishop. We will need them.” An errant gust of wind brought the salty tang of the sea and caused his cloak to flap open. At least it wasn’t raining. For now.
Beside him Godric snorted under his breath.
“I would bless ye before you go, if ye be willin’,” Aidan said.
“Of course,” Thomas replied.
But Godric spoke up at the same time. “Nice of you to offer, my lord, but we should get going. We’ve a long
