Chapter 9

  Present Time

  Yelena grinned as she tucked her skirts into her girdle and twisted her braids back behind her head. She blew a stray hair out of her face and rested the basket against her hip as she surveyed the courtyard. She dropped her eyes to the children that gathered around her, with their own baskets held ready and their faces bright and eager.

  “Are you ready?” She asked them and waited for their chorus of agreement. “You know the rules. Anyone who smashes an egg is disqualified. The person with the most whole eggs wins. Today’s prize is a cake baked by Arithen which contains the last of the keep’s berries. Yes,” she nodded when their eyes jerked up to her. “It smells wonderful.