The Morning Gift by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781788635110
Publisher: Canelo Books
Published: 2019-09-23T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

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The citizens of Lincoln opened their gates and applauded the entry of Stephen and his army, so relieved were they to be delivered from Ranulf Moustaches.

A day later, as Willem of Ghent rode up Steep Hill to his commander’s HQ, the bells of each parish were still ringing their welcome, drowned by the Great Bell of the cathedral which tolled Bishop Alexander’s forgiveness to his king.

Willem didn’t share in the general thanksgiving; he had heard the news of the marriage between Matilda de Risle and the mercenary, Fitz Payn.

The soldiers gathered outside Ypres’ headquarters weren’t overjoyed either. “We didn’t get here quick enough,” one of them told Willem, pointing up at the castle. “Ranulf got away before we could surround it. Sure as eggs he’s gone to his father-in-law, and sure as eggs he’ll be back.” Ranulf’s father-in-law was Earl Robert of Gloucester.

Willem pushed his way through to his commander. Ypres’ face showed strain. “We’ve advised the king to withdraw. We haven’t enough men for a full-scale battle. We’ll be caught here like rats in a trap. But you know what he is – he’s loving all this.” Ypres indicated the adoring bells. “Says it would be unchivalrous to leave when he’s just arrived. Unchivalrous. Anyway, welcome back to the ranks of the godly, Willem. Your men are billeted in Thornbridge. Thirty arbalists in good working order.”

Jacopo said the same. “Welcome back, captain. All present and correct.”

Willem regarded his men sourly. “Present,” he said, “but not correct. Have trouble fighting the food in Kent, did you? They’re fat.”

Jacopo hitched in his stomach and admitted the food had been good. “Creamy and luscious, like the women. We only saw service once, with Stephen’s queen at Dover. I have given my heart to that queen. Such a woman, such a consort. The spirit of a saint and the mind of a soldier. I tell you, Willem…”

“You can start earning your sixpence a day.” Willem turned to his command. “We’re in for a pitched battle any day now. You tub-bellies couldn’t fight cold the state you’re in. Tomorrow, let me tell you, we start training. I’ll give you creamy and luscious.”

His men grinned. Alain winked. “Good to be back, captain.”

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