Wulnoth the Wanderer: A Story of King Alfred of England — John Shaqi
Wulnoth the Wanderer: A Story of King Alfred of EnglandInman, Herbert
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Wulnoth the Wanderer: A Story of King Alfred of England
Inman, Herbert
Alfred, King of England, 849-899 -- Fiction
"Make me strong, O mother! make me strong if thou hast any skill!"
cried Wulnoth. "For I will follow those pirates to the end of the
world, if need be, and I will bring again Guthred, the Prince, from
captivity."
"Not yet, Wulnoth. Thou hast much to learn, and Guthred has much to
learn, ere ye two meet again, for so I read your lives. Now sleep, and
when thou awakest, I will tell thee what there is to be done first."
So Wulnoth slept; and for a day and night and half a second day, he
opened not his eyes. But then when he awoke he felt strong again, and
he rose and said to Wyborga, who sat in the entrance of the cave--
"Good mother, I am strong, and I thank thee. Didst thou come and search
me out?"
"I sent one to do it, Wulnoth," she answered. "One who found thee nigh
to death and bore thee hither to me."
"And thou hast cured me! Now, mother, I am, as thou knowest, the
watcher of the Princess, and though she has no realm to come to now,
methinks she is still my Princess, and I must do my work. But then I
am sworn to seek my friend the Prince. Now both I cannot do; therefore
give me thy rede and tell me what to do."
"Wulnoth," answered the wise woman, "the Princess is very fair, and as
she grows older there will be none so fair." And Wulnoth answered that
it was so.
"Moreover, Wulnoth," said Wyborga, "methinks thou dost love her very
much." And again he answered--
"She is my Princess, and I would give every drop of my blood for her."
"Ay, truly, and methinks the Princess is fond of thee. Now, thrones
and power are small things. How wouldst thou like to give up all such
thoughts, Wulnoth, and to abide here, and perchance when Edgiva is maid
grown, to take her for thy wife?" and Wyborga looked gravely at Wulnoth.
But Cerdic's son drew himself up, and he answered quickly--
"Now, mother, that is a hard question, for of itself there would be no
better thing than to live in peace beneath the green wood with Edgiva
for my wife. But this may not be. For think, is it meet for a king's
daughter to live her life like savage maiden? and is it right for a
thrall, and a thrall's son, to ask a princess to be his mate? And is it
meet that I should do this thing, even if I might, and forget my oath
to the Prince, her brother? No, mother, this thing may not be."
Then Wyborga smiled and said--
"Thou hast answered well, Wulnoth, and this thing I said but to prove
thee. Know if thou hadst yielded still it would never have been. But
listen to my words. Thou canst not seek the Prince yet, for thou wilt
have far to go, and thou wilt have to go amongst the champions of the
earth. Thou must learn much first, Wulnoth, and be patient in thy
learning."
Then answered Wulnoth and said, "What must I learn, mother, and who
shall be my schoolmaster?"
So Wyborga went to the door and called softly, and a shadow fell before
the entrance of the cave, and there entered the wild-looking man who
had come to Wulnoth on the day of the battle.
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