She flushed and smiled modestly. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to offend a Druid of your standing. “Of course, we can eat lunch together—where’s the harm?”
That agreed, they passed a pleasant meal in a quiet tavern that Myrddin knew, tucked away in an alley, so it wasn’t too busy.
“Mmm, the Tavern in the Alley, a somewhat prosaic name,” she said.
Tavern in the Alley,“Ay, but just wait until you sample the food,” he said confidently.
She had to admit that the cook’s flair transformed plain fare into delicious, appetising dishes.
“I must remember to take your advice on culinary matters, Myrddin,” but he was distracted with a faraway expression.
“Myrddin?”
“Hmmm?”
“You were miles away. What were you thinking?”
“It’s the Archdruid’s suggestion for using you in battle. I think it’s a brilliant
