As King Mikeli’s younger brother has demonstrated in previous books, he’s an impetuous, energetic youngster with a gift for ending up in difficulties. He’s also warmhearted, well-intentioned (in his own way) and brave. He was supposed to be one of those minor characters who decorates the margin of the story, illuminates the context of major characters. However, Camwyn did not stay marginal. Quite the contrary. Rather like Arvid, in that respect, he showed up at the oddest times, doing things that put him center stage.
It’s not that Camwyn wants to cause trouble for himself or others. But a lightning rod person will always snag any electricity around, and he does. Hence…a snippet. By keeping it annoyingly short, I can just barely avoid spoilers, but may it bridge the gap over A-Kon, when I won’t be around to post anything.Where: on a journey
Who: King Mikeli and his younger brother Camwyn
When: Middle of the night
“Come,” Mikeli said. “Now.” He stood there, outlined from behind by that distant candle, while Camwyn struggled out of the tangle his bedclothes usually made, trying to keep quiet so Aris wouldn’t wake.
Excuses tumbled through his mind but he knew it was too late for excuses. He stubbed his toe on the leg of the camp bed and managed not to make a noise. Mikeli stood aside to let him out and dropped the curtain behind him. Then he felt Mikeli’s hand–a man’s hand, larger than his own, harder-callused, stronger–on his arm, moving him to Mikeli’s side of the tent.
As his eyes adjusted to the candlelight, he could see Mikeli’s camp bed, the camp chair with its leather seat and back, the table with folding legs, the footstool.
“Sit there,” Mikeli said, pushing him toward the stool.
Camwyn folded himself onto it. The candle flame fluttered as Mikeli dropped the curtain to the passage and then sat in the chair. It should have been ludicrous, Camwyn thought, a king in his nightshirt, barelegged and barefoot…but there was nothing amusing about Mikeli’s expression.
Mikeli leaned forward, putting his face a mere handspan from Camwyn’s. “And just when, Brother, were you planning to tell me about that?”
No use to pretend he didn’t know what “that” was.
“And do not try to tell me this was the first time.”
“That” has many possibilities, giving Camwyn’s age, personality, gender, and background. By the time you find this in the story, you-the-reader will know which “that” is the right one…but right now it’s a spoiler.