Elfleda ignores the omens
Elfleda heard the chickens clucking and flapping, scattering into the bushes as Egelric came into the yard. He’d been out a long while. Had missed dinner, as he’d said he might. She’d already decided this was a bad sign.
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“To see me?” Gwynn echoed.
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“Is that… Dunstan?” Ogive asked down the long breakfast table at Britamund.
“Dunstan?” Britamund echoed thoughtfully. “He can’t have returned already, can he?”
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That would have to do. Gaethine had done his best to straighten up his room, but he could do no more without calling for a chambermaid. Even simple housekeeping left him light-headed and panting for breath. Even walking around his room.
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“I know what you’re thinking,” Congal said. “‘Aren’t Moors supposed to be black?’ and whatnot. But that’s the genuine article. Prays to Mahomet and heals the sick. And he can always finish browning in the fires of Hell.”
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Stein’s eyes went straight to Sophie’s as soon as she stepped into the hall. She stopped walking, and he stopped dead in the middle of a sentence, and everything went still except for the clamor of Sophie’s heart thudding its way up into her throat.
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Ethelwyn had thought he would be conspicuous, sitting alone in the farthest corner of the empty tavern, but instead he seemed to have become invisible.
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The yard of the inn was almost deserted: an eerie contrast to its bustle when Ethelwyn and Cenn Faelad had ridden in last evening, just in time to attend the Mass of the Last Supper in the chapel.
When they’d ridden out to search the hills that morning, they’d left behind the clamorous, chaotic departure of the last band of pilgrims who might hope to reach Lothere by Easter morn. None of them had seen or heard of Egelric.
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Lasrua could not fathom the logic of the carpenter who had built the old woman’s bed.
She lay flat with her legs stretched straight out before her, and tall as she was, there was room enough for someone to sit on the mattress without squashing her feet. Meanwhile the bed frame was only two planks wide, and if she were to lie on her side and draw up her knees, she would have to press her behind against the clammy wall to keep her legs from flopping out.
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Robert sighed and shook his head. It was like Leofric to come back from the dead to break the law.
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