TWENTY-ONE
After listening to so many stories of far-off lands last night, morning found Ursula surprisingly cheerful. She decided to spend the morning bringing supplies from the cellars to the kitchens, where they would be easier to access when she needed them. As she worked, she found things she hadn't noticed before. Someone had hidden a sack of chestnuts between the wine barrels, which she gleefully lugged to the kitchen. There was flour too, and whole sacks of oats. It was almost enough to make her consider waking the villagers from hibernation. But she resisted the urge, for this food was all they had to last them through the whole winter. It seemed like a lot, but she honestly did not know how much they would need. Not to mention some of it belonged to King Siward, who would come t
