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still unbend to the point of speaking more on a level with his men than most
squires would.

They pointed out the stranger knight's armor, even as he and his companion
reached the gate and the knight began to hammer on it with the shaft of his lance.

"Open!" his angry shout came up to them. "Open, I say, for Edward Le Captiv!"

Theoluf's normally good-humoredтАФif wound-markedтАФface flashed into an
expression of fury, terrifying behind the scar that almost split his face from right
chin-point to his left forehead. Instantly he leaned over the battlements and
shouted back.

"At once, Your Grace! At once!"

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He swung back to face his men-at-arms.

"Bone-heads! Privy-wits!" he snarled at them. "Were none of you with me on
our first visit to France when we rescued him from the Rogue Magickian,
Malvinne?"

Silence. White-faced, none of them answered. The wrath faded from his
expression. None had been with him in France. There was always considerable
turnover in the manning of the establishment's men-at-arms, for numerous
reasons. His voice became a little less outragedтАФbut still sharp enough.

"What do you wait for? That is the young England who asks entrance, Edward,
heir to the throne! Dolts! Run!"

They ran.


Chapter Two
The Bishop of Bath and Wells was a burly, pugnacious man in his early middle
age who could be very powerful and demanding in his speech, but at the moment
he seemed on his warmest and most congenial behavior. This, in spite of what he
announced as a mere slightly twisted ankle, but which required him to limp and
use a walking stick.

He had come, with a small gold crucifix to be a present of his own, to thank
them for the white Chinese silk altar-cloth material Angie had been able to get
through Carolinus' eastern Magickian connections. The cloth itself had been a
thank-you gift from Angie for the Bishop's help in getting the English King to