Chapter 35

When our cries died down, Galen commanded.

"Arm our people, Sorcerer. Druid, I expect everything you can give us and more. Morgana, it is good to see you again. Her word is second only to mine until this crisis is over or I am dead. Should I fall, Morgana Pendragon is my successor. Everyone, do your duty. That is all."

Galen and his wife Rebecca left, their arms linked and everyone started to clear the roundhouse. 

"Successor? Nicely done." I said to Morgana. 

"You did great." Iris said. 

"Thank you, I am grateful for his trust. Galen has grown into a fine leader. I know of no others who could inspire such faith while also being bold enough to listen to an outsider like myself."

"He is, but someday you will be an even better leader.' Iris boasted proudly with a beaming smile. 

Morgana kept a straight face, but I was confident her heart warmed at her lover's boast. 

"She's right, you know." I said. 

Morgana turned to leave.