Gran and Hero, two archaeology students, become embroiled in an ancient Irish past where nothing is what it should be.
We went back to Vanessa's as if nothing had happened, she was waiting for us while she had a mouth full of sweets, something tender really, but since I saw the book she was reading, something told me that I should be careful.
-They're back... Ignore what you saw, it's embarrassing.
Vanessa wiped her mouth with a napkin, wiping off the powdered sugar on her lips.
-Everything all right between you?
-Yes, my dear, we've settled our misunderstanding with Sir Gran.
-Anamaria, it's enough if you just call me Gran, the title is not necessary.
-As you prefer then, Gran.
Vanessa got up and opened a drawer and brought out a letter of sorts.
-Gran, the reason for my invitation is to thank you for what you did for me, that's why I wanted to invite you to the party that you will be having in the name of King Edward.
I received the letter looking at it.