Wednesday 26 August 2009
…and just waiting for Malcolm to return. There are only 18 chapters so far, but it’s a swoon-worthy read, as Gwynn would say.
I based the title on Malcolm’s little revelation with Drileu in Brittany:
“I want to be a part of such a love story,” she said shyly. “Even just a little part.”
He sat up and stared at her in surprise. Her cheeks were as pink as roses.
“A love story?” he whispered.
The thought made him giddy, and a laugh burbled out of him as though a little boy were still trapped inside this middle-aged boy’s body. Drileu giggled with him until he stroked a finger down her cheek and chin, and she stilled and bloomed as beautifully as before.
Next up I suppose I will do some sort of politico-Sigefrithian storyline. Sort of the historically annotated guide to Lothere. I expect this to be quite an undertaking.
You hafta hafta hafta use that picture for the little blurb about the Sigefrith storyline on the storylines page. He looks so simultaneously kingly and silly