Chapter 7
The next couple of days passed uneventfully. Myfanwy got some rest and Eibhleann wandered around the house making herself at home.
'We are going to leave tomorrow,' Myfanwy suddenly announced over dinner one day.
'We are?' asked Nuline.
'We are?' repeated Eibhleann.
'Yep. I am not going to sit around here doing nothing for any longer. And if we leave tomorrow we can get to the gathering on time.'
'OK tomorrow it is then?' asked Eibhleann.
'Tomorrow it is,' repeated Nuline.
The next day Nuline woke up early to saddle the horses and to pack everything that they would need. Not that they had much.
She was surprised to find her mentor and Eibhleann already outside fighting each other with their saxes. It was like poetry. The way that they moved looked like they had rehearsed it.
'Good morning, Nuline,' called out Eibhleann.
'Hello…' she replied nervously.
'Wanna join?' asked Myfanwy. 'it's fun! It is also really easy to beat Eibhleann but we are going to pretend that it isn't.'
'I don't think I am going to join in. I have to pack.'
'I've done it!' called out Eibhleann, now breathing hard.
'Saddle the horses?'
'Done,' called out Myfanwy.
'Put the packs on the horses?'
'Done,' they both called out at the same time.
'Put on my cloak and go?' asked Nuline smiling. If they were really paying attention then the two rangers wouldn't just say done to this one.
'Dead!' called out Myfanwy. 'I need to put on my cloak and then I'm ready to go. What about you Eibhleann?'
'I'm good. I'm not going to put on my cloak until we get there. I'm not bothered to put it on now.'
'Right. Let's go then.' Said Myfanwy.
'We are going to leave tomorrow,' Myfanwy suddenly announced over dinner one day.
'We are?' asked Nuline.
'We are?' repeated Eibhleann.
'Yep. I am not going to sit around here doing nothing for any longer. And if we leave tomorrow we can get to the gathering on time.'
'OK tomorrow it is then?' asked Eibhleann.
'Tomorrow it is,' repeated Nuline.
The next day Nuline woke up early to saddle the horses and to pack everything that they would need. Not that they had much.
She was surprised to find her mentor and Eibhleann already outside fighting each other with their saxes. It was like poetry. The way that they moved looked like they had rehearsed it.
'Good morning, Nuline,' called out Eibhleann.
'Hello…' she replied nervously.
'Wanna join?' asked Myfanwy. 'it's fun! It is also really easy to beat Eibhleann but we are going to pretend that it isn't.'
'I don't think I am going to join in. I have to pack.'
'I've done it!' called out Eibhleann, now breathing hard.
'Saddle the horses?'
'Done,' called out Myfanwy.
'Put the packs on the horses?'
'Done,' they both called out at the same time.
'Put on my cloak and go?' asked Nuline smiling. If they were really paying attention then the two rangers wouldn't just say done to this one.
'Dead!' called out Myfanwy. 'I need to put on my cloak and then I'm ready to go. What about you Eibhleann?'
'I'm good. I'm not going to put on my cloak until we get there. I'm not bothered to put it on now.'
'Right. Let's go then.' Said Myfanwy.