Star of Mercia : $b historical tales of Wales and the MarchesDevereux, Blanche
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Star of Mercia : $b historical tales of Wales and the Marches
Devereux, Blanche
Herefordshire (England) -- Fiction; Historical fiction; Short stories; Shropshire (England) -- Fiction; Wales -- Fiction
Surprise and interest went far to conquer Edric's wonted reserve. The
little princess irked him usually; but now--yes, and formerly
throughout that evening--she showed signs of a spirit that he had never
suspected to exist in her.
"Listen, lady," said he. "King Ethelbert should go his ways, taking you
with him. He loveth you dearly, as all may see. Here hath he been three
weeks, and is no nearer the settlement of that which brought him
hither. Ye are scarce even a moment together. This is a drear
betrothal."
"Alack! how can I help?" said she. "Can a maid beg a man to wed her?"
"And fret not yourself too greatly over what Queen Eadburh may say or
do. Her mind is evil, and all that she looketh upon doth take on for
her the same ill hue."
"O Edric, good Edric, dear Edric, say to me that all must be well! My
heart sinks within me. Tell me--tell me truly whether my father's court
be fair and clean, as I have heretofore dreamed it to be!"
Edric turned away his face, and began to poke, with the staff which he
always carried, in the rushes beneath a little table standing under one
of the windows. A faint clink resounded. He stooped and picked up a
small, finely-wrought key with a handle curiously bent.
"That is my mother's wry-necked key!" exclaimed Ethelfrith. "Great
store sets she by it. Thou knowest she weareth it ever upon the chain
at her waist."
"She leant much upon the board this evening, playing at chess with
Ethelbert," said the old man, "Belike it was rubbed loose, or the chain
broke."
"It openeth the garden door of the chamber, built down into the earth,
beneath the Queen's bedroom," the Lady continued. "I have never been
within, nor hath any that I have heard of. But Gymbert may go
sometimes: he hath another key like unto this. Once, one of the maids
did whisper.... But I will not believe it!"
"Neither have I ever seen into that chamber," said Edric the seneschal;
and both together they uttered the same words:
"This night spake she into the ear of Gymbert, even as she left the
hall!"
"O child, be strong!" said Edric. He stopped and coughed. "There would
be no harm," he ventured, "in learning to be strong."
They were both silent for a little while. Then "Take thou the Queen's
key, Ethelfrith Offa's daughter," said he. "She shall deem it utterly
lost. It may serve thee at need."
She slipped it into her bosom, and went softly from the room.
"God's blood! thou sorry young fool!" cried Offa's wife. "Is this all I
must hear from thee--I, who have done thee so much honour? By the
Fiend! thou art right hardy! Thinkest indeed that the man who scorneth
me shall have my daughter? I am no loser, and Offa and I, we shall
share thy kingdom!"
She stamped her foot three times, and scarcely had she done so when a
part of the floor of her bedchamber began quickly to descend, and
Ethelbert King of the East Angles, who stood upon that part, sank with
it out of sight.
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