Chapter 10
Morgana Le Fey'Abbess, are you well? Can we aid you? Are you ill?'
Morgana felt a jolt and opened her eyes. She realised she was kneeling, in the herbage garden, between soft waving fennel to one side and the pretty yellow and white flowers of feverfew to the other.
'Oh, my…' She must have closed her eyes for just one moment… and then fallen asleep. Picking up her stick, she heaved herself up to standing. How long had it been? Her legs had become cramped and protested the need to straighten, so some time then. Oh, and there was an ache in her lower back helping persuade her that she really must have dozed off whilst filling her basket. She clearly needed proper sleep, but there was too much to do, and the King was talking at last, finally, after so many years of silence, she
