north, he said.” “We had no trouble here till you Christians came.” Elidir had apparently decided to speak his mind. “Then your Jesus maimed my father with his spear, and broke our land, and now we must wait for an eternity for some other Jesus-lover to come heal him! How long will it go on? The Romans killed our druids, and without them we barely remember who we are.” He gave Bedivere a hard look. “But at least we know we are not Roman.”
