King Penda's Captain: A Romance of Fighting in the Days of the Anglo-SaxonsMac Bride, Mac Kenzie
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King Penda's Captain: A Romance of Fighting in the Days of the Anglo-Saxons
Mac Bride, Mac Kenzie
Great Britain -- History -- Anglo-Saxon period, 449-1066 -- Fiction; Historical fiction
Feargus spoke out to the Lindeseymen. “Now, ye men of Lindesey, this, my
lady, is Torfrida, daughter of Sigmund, your king, and ye, men of Mercia,
I have bled for your king, and two hundred of my men fought for him when
others fled, and all died for him at the last. If ye do not help me we
must fall.”
Then one Lindeseyman said: “I saw him save prince Edwy and his thanes
from the Mercians. I will help him.”
“And I saw him stop the slaughter of the Lindeseymen,” said another.
“And I was with him when he held the cliffs for Penda on Trent water,”
said a Mercian.
“And I when he saved the day for Mercia at Camulodunum in East Anglia.”
“And I, and I,” said others.
So all these who had held aloof came down over the barriers and stood
beside him.
“And I and all Lindeseymen will fight for Torfrida,” said another thane.
And he cried, “Lindesey! Lindesey!” and behind him followed the rest of
the Lindeseymen crying, “Lindesey! Lindesey!” And the Mercian thanes
cried the cry of “Penda! Penda!” that held armies spellbound with fear in
the old days, and all the Mercians joined them.
Then said Llewellin of the Gwynedd to the Northumbrians, “Let no more
blood be spilt. We do not want to fight ye, Northumbrians; we would be
friends.”
Getting scornful reply they drew their swords and fell mightily upon
the Northumbrians. And the clang of sword on helm, and the rushing and
hurrying of mailed feet, and the cries of “Lindesey! Lindesey!” “Penda!
Penda!” filled the hall, where late had been merriment and a different
music. And no more terrible and savage sight fell ever on the eye of
Feargus. Torfrida had long fainted for very horror of it. And when the
din ceased there was no Northumbrian left standing unwounded out of all
that throng.
CHAPTER XXVI
THE RESCUE
And when that fight was done the Britons and others paused awhile,
speechless, awe-stricken, at the scene, and not without fear, for they
dreaded the wrath of the king. They spoke among themselves, Feargus
meanwhile carried Torfrida down out of the hall to her own chamber, and
bade her make ready to depart. Then to the British knights he said, “Much
do I owe ye for great service done, and I pledge me that if ever ye win
my land I will requite ye, as much as gold can requite service like to
this. And as ye are many I advise ye to go in small companies, and I will
likewise, and go ye into your own lands quickly. And if any trouble fall
upon ye now or in time to come send ye to me and I will not be tardy in
helping ye both with men and ships.”
So they parted with great friendship, and Feargus descended into the
stable with Torfrida, and chose therefrom the two best steeds and rode
forth.
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