A Memory of Love by Bertrice Small

Author:Bertrice Small
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2015-11-27T23:00:00+00:00

“Well, Edward de Beaulie,” Prince Edward said, “do you think you are strong enough to continue on, or will you return to England? You have been very ill, and I will not count it against you, particularly under the circumstances.”

“I will go on with you, my liege” came the answer, “but first I must seek my wife and Sir Fulk. They are surely being held captive nearby and can be ransomed.”

“Perhaps,” the prince responded, “but I wonder if that is so, for we have received no ransom demand, nor have we been attacked since that day when your wife so bravely led our men. What a woman! I should like to see her and her companion, Sir Fulk, safely returned.”

“I will follow you in seven days' time, my lord, if I cannot find Rhonwyn. But I know that I will,” de Beaulie said tersely. The prince's remarks about his wife's courage were somehow irritating.

“I will pray God that you do, my friend, but if in seven days' time you have found no trace of her, then you must give up your search. She will have been either sold into slavery in some nameless place or ravaged and killed. I am very concerned that a week has gone by and we have had no word, but you must search, else you and your honor not be satisfied, I know. I surely would not be. You know the road to Acre.” The prince patted Edward de Beaulie's shoulder.

“I have one favor to ask of you, my liege. Will your good wife take Rhonwyn's maidservant into her train until I find Rhonwyn? I cannot keep Enit safe among all these men, and she is a good lass, betrothed to one of my own people.”

“Of course,” Prince Edward said. “Have her gather her possessions, and I will escort her to Eleanor myself.”

Enit began to weep when she was told of her fate. “Please, my lord, let me stay with you and wait for my mistress to return.”

“Nay, Enit, it is not safe,” de Beaulie told her. “You will be reunited with your mistress in Acre, but in the meanwhile I know you will be secure with the princess's train. My search may be dangerous, and I cannot have you about to worry over. Now fetch your things and go with Prince Edward.”

“Yes, my lord.” Enit sniffled, but she did his bidding, gathering up her few possessions and following forlornly after Prince Edward as he departed de Beaulie's tent.

“There is one less worry,” Edward muttered almost to himself. He was still feeling weak, but at least he was on his feet again. In the morning he would take his two knights, and they would seek Rhonwyn and Sir Fulk. Rhonwyn. His wild Welsh wife. He didn't know whether he would kill her or kiss her when he found her. And Fulk! Where was his common sense that he allowed his lord's wife to run off into battle and then get them captured? To his credit Fulk had at least followed after Rhonwyn.

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