“My child, you have a different purpose,” Abbess Hildeburg had replied. “Your destiny is to speak to kings. Your grandmother, Ethelberga, brought King Edwin into God’s kingdom. Your mother Enfleda’s example justified King Oswy’s plan to unify the Northumbrian church. There will come a time when God will send you to comfort a king.”
“When will I do that?”
Mother Abbess had kissed my forehead then. “I don’t know, child. But when the day comes, you will be ready.”
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