Leofric has an opportunity to speak
Matilda peered through the little window of the door.
Leofric sat at the table, his tanned skin dark as bronze in the greenish light. His forehead lay heavily in his hand. He was alone, but she knew he would be.
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Synne brings the news
“Estrid! Estrid!”
Synne came tearing down the corridor and through the half-open door to Estrid’s bedchamber, but she stopped when she saw the shadows beneath the eyes that Estrid slowly turned up to her. In her excitement she had forgotten that Estrid must not be disturbed.
Matilda drifts off
Matilda had seen the green glow of Alred’s favorite lamp and had heard Dunstan’s soft laughter. At this hour! She had kissed him in his bed hours before.
But she heard too late the deep voice of Leofric muttering a reply to her son—she had already thrown open the door.
Leofric says an exceedingly foolish thing
Eadgith smiled up at her father, but he could see by her eyes that she had been crying.
“You’re early today,” she said.
Estrid rises and falls
Estrid woke in the heart of a stifling silence, stifling darkness, stifling air. Brede had not yet come to bed.
Her back ached. She had learned how to fall asleep on her side by now, but she still rolled over onto her back as soon as she slept, and then she would wake with such an ache…
Iylaine says goodbye
Iylaine found Malcolm waiting for her beneath a torch-lit arch in the court.
“Why didn’t you come in, Malcolm?” she asked.
Alred speaks
Alred yawned widely, yet again.
“Would you like to take your after-dinner nap before dinner?” Sigefrith asked him.
“I’m sorry, Sigefrith. I scarcely slept.”
Malcolm is promoted
Sigefrith peered into the stall and asked, “Wherefore so glum, potlicker?”
Malcolm lifted his cheek from Druid’s black neck. “Who said I was?”
Leofric receives a command
Sigefrith and Leofric stared at one another for a long while. Alred and Cenwulf exchanged anxious glances, awaiting the explosion.
“What?” Leofric finally asked, his voice low but shaking with tension.
Estrid redefines luxury
Estrid sighed and stretched luxuriously. The sheets on her bed at home were as fine as these, but there was something about sleeping at the castle…
Perhaps it was simply the air. She had opened the louvers in the windows, and the sweet air of the spring night came curling in and poured over her, making her shiver with cold and delight. She toyed with the idea of taking off her nightgown and letting it flow across her bare skin, but she decided that would be simply too unmistakable an invitation to Brede. She was already taking a risk by lying atop the sheets in her nightgown.
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Chapters“There was a time when I had to make a choice between doing the honorable thing and the dishonorable thing, having already done more than the devil’s own share of dishonorable things. I chose to do the honorable thing. I shall regret it until I die.”
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