It was going to be a friendly visit to the Rumps in Cornwall before Ingraine was to board a coastal craft to sail with her foster son to an isolated Welsh cottage on Mona. But life at the Rumps was always complicated; either by the threat of the Duke’s iron fists or by the haphazard magic of his children. So Ingraine had to keep the King’s four-year-old son, Rufus, under a spell of utter protection, and encircled by a swarm of hidden bees, ready to sting at her command. And a