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"Hmmm. I had better write to your father, then, and to Kicva also. Do you wish to know with what I will dower her?"
"It is not needful, my lord. I am not such a fool as to say I do not care. I do care. But you know what lands I have, and I am sure it will be in your interest as well as in mine to dower Rhiannon with what will march well. I will leave it to your wisdom and your generosity, my lord."
Llewelyn burst out laughing. "Very clever. I especially like the inclusion of the words wisdom and generosity. They should certainly encourage me in the direction you want me to lean."
Simon laughed too. "But my lord, what do you want me to say? You have always been generous to me, and even your enemies say you are wise. I cannot help it if I sound like an idle flatterer. Would it be better to tell a lie rudely or be sullenly silent?"
"Go," Llewelyn said with raised brows. "You are incorrigible! Go to bed and then, if you will, to Angharad's Hall. But if you do not remain there for any reason, come back to me. There will be strong stirrings in Henry's court one way or another, and I might need ears or a mouth there."

 
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