Chapter 22As the reverberations of the closing door dwindled into silence, all eyes turned to Andawyr descending the stone steps.
‘What happened back there?’ Hawklan tried again.
‘Show me your sword,’ Andawyr said.
Hawklan drew the sword and handed it to the Cadwanwr, who examined it carefully and then squinted along it knowingly, humming slightly to himself as he did so.
‘Did it hurt you when you hit it?’ he asked.
‘A little,’ Hawklan replied. ‘I didn’t expect such an impact.’
Seemingly satisfied, Andawyr handed the sword back and took hold of Hawklan’s arms in a grip that Hawklan recognized. ‘Well, healer?’ he asked with some irony.
Andawyr smiled. ‘Well indeed,’ he said. ‘Both of you are unscathed. I’d no serious doubts about the sword. But you could’ve been hurt badly.’ He shook
