‘You might as well put it down,’ Callie suggested. Puzzled, he looked at her. She pointed at the hen, and he bent to drop it on the ground. It clucked in protest as cold slush covered its feet. Callie sank wearily onto a stone bench and rested Ana on her lap. Suddenly conscious of the cold, she wriggled her toes and stamped her feet in a vain effort to warm them.
Her fear for the peril now facing her, along with her sister and their friends, haunted her. On their first visit to Camelot, she’d hoped to prove to her father and El that her artistic talent combined with her computer skills had some practical application in the real world. But according to Morgan, it was Nimue’s magical powers that had brought Callie to Camelot in order to woo Lancelot away from Guinevere, and so protect the k
