Chapter 5Cashel worked hard, and didn’t stop for supper. Now that the men listened to him, with Aneurin’s help, they were able to get a lot done. It was well into the evening before Aneurin decided they should break. At last. I was starved.
“Shall I send Godwin to fetch supper to your room, sir?” Aneurin asked.
“No, thank you,” Cashel said. “I’m going to check on my lord Gregor and lady Eden before I retire. I’ll send for food if I need it.”
“Very well,” Aneurin said. “I’ll finish up here. You did well today, sir, if I may say.”
Cashel ducked his head. Perched on his shoulder, I flapped my wings to stay upright. “Straighten up,” I crooned.
Cashel jerked to full height, and hurried away before Aneurin could stop him. “I bid you goodnight, Aneurin!” He shut the door after him and walked
