Fantasy fiction; Imaginary wars and battles -- Fiction
Corinius laughed a bitter laugh. “Harken to the fool! Are we babies and
milksops, thinkest thou, and is it not clear as day thou stoodest in
the way of our falling on the Demons when we might have done so, urging
what silly counsels I know not in favour of doing it by night? And now
is night come, and we close prisoned in our booths, and no chance to
come at them unless we would bring an hornets’ nest of Foliots about
our ears and give warning of our intent to the Demons and every living
soul in this island. And all this has come about since thy slinking off
and plotting with the Red Foliot. But now hath thy guile overreached
itself, and now we will kill thee, and so an end of thee and thy
plotting.”
With that Corinius sprang up and drew his sword, and the other Witches
with him. But Lord Gro moved not an eyelid, only he said, “Hear mine
answer first. All night lieth before us, and ’tis but a moment’s task
to murther me.”
Therewith stood forth the Lord Corund with his huge bulk betwixt Gro
and Corinius, saying in a great voice, “Whoso shall point weapon
’gainst him shall first have to do with me, though it were one of my
sons. We will hear him. If he clear not himself, then will we hew him
in pieces.”
They sat down, muttering. And Gro spake and said, “First behold this
parchment, which is the articles of a solemn covenant and alliance,
and behold where the Red Foliot hath set his sign manual thereto.
True, his is a country of no might in arms, and we might tread him
down and ne’er feel the leavings stick to our boot, and little avail
can their weak help be unto us in the day of battle. But there is in
these Isles a meetly good road and riding-place for ships, which if
our enemies should occupy, their fleet were most aptly placed to do
us all the ill imaginable. Is then this treaty a light benefit where
now we stand? Next, know that when I counselled you take the Demons
in their beds ’stead of fall upon them in the Foliots’ hall, I did so
being advertised that the Red Foliot had commanded his soldiers to turn
against us or against the Demons, whichever first should draw sword
upon the other. And when I went forth from the hall it was, as Corinius
hath so deeply divined, to plot with the Red Foliot; but the aim of my
plotting I have shown you, on these articles of alliance. And indeed,
had I as Corinius vilely accuseth me practised with the Red Foliot
against Witchland, I had hardly been so simple as return into the mouth
of destruction when I might have bided safely in his palace.”
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