A First Friend for the Faoladh
Aodhgan and Eochaid grew up in Osraige with only their family as friends. Their fortune with regard to friendship changed once a certain someone came along: The evening was soon approaching, and the king’s residence was alive with animation, the thrum and bustle of preparation overtaking the main hall: the cook and her assistants brought out the meats and encouraged the fire, the windows were hung round with fine festoons, and all the little cousins were scampering about, running in and out of legs while the tables were being arranged and chairs setting down. Myndil watched and cooed in the elation of what was coming, standing on his toes and clapping his hands at his heart. “This is going to be my very first feast,” he declared, “--well, not my first feast ever, because we do have feasts for holiday...