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He was still standing some yards away, watching."Should you like to help us?" Joanna asked, knowing she did but waste her breath. When he did not reply, she turned back toward the water. It was then that she heard Gwenllian cry out. Joanna spun around in time to see Gruffydd's alaunt hound smash into the castle Within seconds the big dog had wreaked utter havoc, flattened wall8 and towers, sprayed sand in all directions.Grabbing for the driftwood/

225ssed it playfully up into the air, caught it deftly again, and earned it heu^phantly back to his young master tfl Gvvenlhan had begun to sob Marared flung down her clamshell as were something suddenly shameful Joanna did not move, watched ' Gruffydd whistled to his dog, slowly sauntered away She was as3 ery as she'd ever been in her life, and it helped not at all to remind h rself that he was only a child She saw nothing childlike in what he d done, it was both deliberate and malicious, not to mention clever u0w to prove, after all, that he had not simply misjudged his throw7 She could not, of course, as he'd well known"We can rebuild the castle, Gwenlhan," she said, as evenly as her nger would allow But their fragile camaraderie had collapsed with the sand castleGwenlhan sniffed, shook her head Marared was already edging awayJoanna made no move to keep them It would, she knew, have served for naughtBut as she stared down at the wreckage of their rapprochement, her rage hardened into resolve She would not let that wretched boy win For four months now, she had been seeking to gam his fnendship No more Let him hate her, she no longer cared But she would not give up on his sisters Today she had made the first breach in their defenses If a direct assault would not work, mayhap infiltration wouldWalking up the slope to Aber, she paused to watch as a small flock of bleating ewes and lambs were herded into a pen Shearing had already been done early in the summer, today the clipping would be confined to the greasy wool at each ewe's neck and udder This wool, Joanna knew, would be washed in cold water and then boiled As the grease rose to the surface, it would be skimmed off the water, reheated, and then strained through linen Once it was cool, vegetable oil and scent would be added, the resulting concoction being a highly effective ointmentJoanna was rather pleased that she now knew something of the process In fact, she'd learned much in these months in Wales, had watched with interest as goatskins were stretched taut on square frames, scraped with strickle knives, the first step m the making of parchment, watched as hides were soaked in lime vats to remove hair, Preparatory to tanning, as mutton fat was boiled with wood ash and caustic soda to make soft soap, and whitethorn bark was soaked in water, boiled, and left to thicken into ink At her father's court, such activities were done behind the scenes, at Llewelyn's court, Joanna Β°und herself closer to nature, living a less insulated life, much like the Vast majority of her father's subjects

216She watched until the sheep were penned, then moved indecis'IVi one waiuncu uiiiii uic succp wtic pcmieu, uicu uujvcu niaecisiv 1away. She did not want to return to her chambers, was in no mood t put up withBlanche's carping. She hesitated, and then remembered what Llewelyn had told her, that there was an impressive cataract at th end of the glen. It was, he said, a sight well worth the seeing, for th River Coch cascaded over a hundred feet down a sheer cliff.It proved to be a very pleasant walk. On her left rose the heights of Maes yGaer, on her right thickly wooded hills. As the path wound upward, she could look back and glimpse the sea. She'd been walking for about half an hour when she saw a glimmer of light through the trees. She quickened her step, some fifteen minutes later came to a sudden halt. Llewelyn had been right; RhaeadrFawr was well worth the walk. It had none of the wild, surging power ofRhaeadr Ewynol, but there was a stark elegance nonetheless in that narrow ribbon of white water. The stream was wider here, so clear she could count the mossy rocks lining the river bed, and wherever she looked she saw wildflowers:golden rockroses, purple bell heather, snowy blackthorn blossoms, marsh marigold, others she could not name.Joanna had turned aside to gather honeysuckle when she saw the man standing at the base of the falls. He turned a startled face toward her, then began to climb nimbly up the rocks. By the time he reached her, Joanna had recognized him as her husband's friend, and she said with a smile, "Lord Rhys, you did take me aback! I'd not expected to see another soul here but a stray sheep or two."Rhys was frowning. "Madame, you should not be wandering about on your own.What if you'd slipped, fallen upon the rocks? May I escort you back to Aber?"It was phrased as a question, but given as a command. Joanna bridled a bit, but curiosity won out, and she fell docilely in step beside him. She knew this man hardly at all, had spoken to him so rarely that for a long time she'd thought he knew no French. He put a hand firmly on her elbow, but made no attempt at small talk, seemed to be one of those rare individuals not in the least disconcerted by lengthy silences. Joanna studied him covertly through her lashes. He was, she decided, surely the most handsome man she'd ever seen.So why, then, did she find Llewelyn more attractive, why was it Llewelyn whose touch caused her pulse to race, her imagination to take fire? Mayhap because she'd never known a man who derived so much joy from life, a

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