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November 3 Waxing Crescent 1083

Bertie is trounced

Stein lived at a good half-hour's trot from Nothelm.

Stein lived at a good half-hour’s trot from Nothelm, and so he did not spend as much time with his friends Eadwyn and Bertie as he would have liked. Aside from young Tryggve, who shadowed Eirik all over land and sea, Malcolm had always been his closest friend, at least in terms of trots.

But Malcolm was married now and expecting a baby, and Eirik and Tryggve were gone, perhaps never to return for more than brief visits. Meanwhile neither the King nor Sir Sigefrith nor Sir Malcolm nor Sir Aengus had bothered to acquire new squires, and they themselves were all busy with their families.

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November 3 Waxing Crescent 1083

Bertie is informed

'Will you come on?'

“Will you come on?” Bertie groaned. Stein had paused to nuzzle and be nuzzled by one of the Duke’s young mares. “It’s my last day here, and I don’t want to waste it watching you flirt with a pony.”

“It’s your last day here!” Stein whined, mocking him. “You talk as if you’re going over the sea.”

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October 31 Waning Crescent 1083

Father Aelfden thinks of possible explanations

Father Aelfden had hoped to take a short nap on the bench.

Father Aelfden had hoped to take a short nap on the bench before the brothers returned from their work. He should have known that sleep would not come to him today.

He would pass the entire night in a church, as he always did on this most liminal night of the year, but in this valley, he was not even certain that he would be safe in the chapel.

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October 30 Waning Crescent 1083

Wynna has nothing to do

'How late?'

“How late?” Colburga and Osgyth asked together.

“About… one month…” Wynna mumbled, as if speaking distinctly would have made it more true.

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October 22 Waning Gibbous 1083

Alred wastes his tears

'It's too foggy today.'

“It’s too foggy today,” Alred said, “but when it’s clear one can see the lake, and Egelric’s castle on the hillside beyond.”

“I know,” Dunstan said.

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October 16 Waxing Gibbous 1083

Malcolm begins to move

The other sat with him and held Malcolm's hand in one of his.

Malcolm thought at first that the creature inside of him had been born: himself, but a grown man, a father, a husband—fully-formed. It was a relief to him. Now he did not have to worry.

The creature sat with him and held Malcolm’s hand in one of his. The other he held over the wound, which no longer hurt.

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October 16 Waxing Gibbous 1083

Kiv is a miserable servant

Men did not die like deer.

Druze had been wrong, or Druze had lied. Men did not die like deer. It was not enough to still the blood or stop the breath: there was still life in the body, and Kiv was not savage enough to chase it out. It was like killing kisór. If he had known, he would have brought wolves to rend the body. But if he had known, he would not have come. He was not bold enough to make demands of wolves.

The heart beat like a murmur and the breath came as a sigh, but there was still life curled up at the body’s core. Kiv would have to wait it out. Now he was sick and trembling and helpless. Hatred was only of use when there was need for action. He had not come girt to wait.

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October 16 Waxing Gibbous 1083

Malcolm meets his fear

Malcolm was convinced that he was being followed.

Malcolm was convinced that he was being followed, and he cursed himself in several languages for not having taken his sword.

There were not likely to be brigands in the woods between the castle and his home, but if that had been his only danger, he thought his knives alone might have sufficed. If Iylaine had been nigh, he would have joked about goblins, but the truth was that he feared meeting elves.

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October 10 Waxing Gibbous 1083

Britamund sees her future floor

'Holy mother Juno.'

“Holy mother Juno,” Alred groaned.

Britamund did not say anything, but her heart sank at the sight.

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October 5 Waxing Crescent 1083

Sigrid is steadfastly minded

She had a great many things to tell him.

Sigrid had not seen her husband in over three months, and so she had a great many things to tell him.

Three months was a long time in the life of a boy who was not quite a year old, and the prodigy that was Harald Pinknose had spent them performing marvel after precocious marvel.

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