Chapter Twenty-Three
Winter 515
The Grail party was secreted into the castle under cover of darkness and heavy guard. We couldn’t let everyone know they had found the Grail until we knew for certain. It wasn’t that I didn’t believe what I had seen or that the mysterious object really was the Grail, but if word leaked out uncontrolled or, the gods forbid it, if we were duped, there would be chaos in Camelot. We could not afford to take that chance.
The next morning, in the silent moments before dawn, the Combrogi gathered in the secret labyrinth at the center of the castle. No one spoke or even shuffled their feet. We were all waiting, holding our breath for what was to come. In the shadows and bushes around us, crickets sang their hymns to the dawn, and a warm, briny breeze blew in off
