Fantasy fiction; Imaginary wars and battles -- Fiction
“That false king Corinius, after he had tarried to see the end of the
battle, fled with a few of his men out of the great slaughter, and as
it later appeared gat him ashipboard in Aurwath harbour and with three
ships or four escaped to sea. But the most of their fleet was burned
there in the harbour to save it from our hands.
“My Lord gave command to take up the wounded and tend ’em, friend and
foe alike. Among them was King Laxus ta’en up, stunned with a mace-blow
or some such. So they brought him before the lords where they rested a
little way down the Side above the home meads of Krothering.
“He looked ’em all in the eye, most proud and soldier-like. Then
a saith unto my Lord, ‘It may be pain, but no shame to us to be
vanquished after so equal and so great a fight. Herein only do I blame
my ill luck, that it denied me fall in battle. Thou mayst now, O Juss,
strike off my head for the treason I wrought you three years ago. And
since I know thee of a courteous and noble nature, I’ll not scorn to
ask of thee this courtesy, not to tarry but take it now.’
“My Lord stood there like a war-horse after a breather. He took him by
the hand. ‘O Laxus,’ saith he, ‘I give thee not thy head only, but thy
sword;’ and here a gave it him hilt-foremost. ‘For thy dealings with us
in the battle of Kartadza, let time that hath an art to make dust of
all things so do with the memory of these. Since then, thou hast shown
thyself still our noble enemy; and so shall we account thee still.’
“Therewith my Lord commanded bring King Laxus down to the sea, and ship
him aboard of a boat, for Corinius still held off the land with his
ships, waiting no doubt to see if he or any other of his folk could yet
be saved.
“But as King Laxus was upon parting, my Lord Brandoch Daha, speaking
with great show of carelessness as of some trifling matter a had by
chance called to mind, ‘My lord,’ saith he, ‘I ne’er ask favour of any
man. Only in a manner of return of courtesies, methought thou mightest
be willing to bear my salutations to Corinius, sith I’ve no other
messenger.’
“Laxus answereth he would freely do it. Then saith his highness, ‘Say
to him I will not blame him that he abode us not i’ the field after
the battle was lost, for that had been a simple part, flatly ’gainst
all maxims of right soldiership, and but to cast his life away. But
freakish Fortune I blame, that twined us one from the other when we
should have dealt together this day. He hath borne him in my halls, I
am let to know, more i’ the fashion of a swine or a beastly ape than a
man. Pray him come ashore ere you sail home, that I and he, with no man
else to make betwixt us, may cast up our account. We swear him peace
and grith and a safe conduct back to’s ships if he prevail against me
or if I so use him that he cry for mercy. If he’ll not take this offer,
then is he a dastard; and the whole world shall so acclaim him.’
“‘Sir,’ saith Laxus, ‘I’ll punctually discharge thy message.’
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