Nonetheless, I own Athelstan as my King. I recall the King as a boy at his grandfather’s knee. I had him in my charge for lessons. He was a beautif...l child with hair like gold and eyes the grey of the winter sea. I remember him being sent into Mercia for protection. Many thought his father, the late King, sought his death from jealousy but I know not. Now that Edward is dead he does not want for detractors. Just this past year King Athelstan came here to Mældubesburg. Although many years have. “Let’s get a cup of coffee and maybe a snack, okay?”“Yeah, I’m hungry, too,” she agreed with a somewhat forced smile, since she was more than a little worried about what was shortly to happen between them.“Oh, this is nice,” Eileen remarked as she stopped momentarily to look around when they entered the lounge.Bill nodded toward the counter. “We can place our orders over there.”When they got to the counter, a holo popped up showing a listing of various food types: beef, pork, fish, vegetables,. The air smelled like a sickening mixture of hog roast, charnel and death. Between the thickness of the dark smoke rising up into the sky and the last of the sun's rays beginning to fade away over the horizon, the only light left to see by came from the fire, and that was bright enough to sting the eyes of anyone foolish enough to look at it for more than a few moments. Ash fell down from above, raining down in smoking lumps. Amidst the cries of people shouting for help, and the faint screams of. ” “Oh, that’s too bad. But at least you get to spend some more time here with us.” “Yeah, I was thinking of pushing my flight back a day or two…” Then I finally registered the flirtyness of her tone. But my brain failed me, and all I could do was finish the sentence, or something approximating it. “Um…ahh…yeah, you know? Um…rest up in a hotel or something.” “Well, if you decide to stay in Sydney a little longer, we can certainly help you with that,” Anna giggled knowingly as she led me farther.