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Updated: June 4, 2025
"And I am still ashamed and ashamed of being ashamed that I showed you so plainly what my heart held for you... Elfgiva's tongue has stabbed me sore... Beloved, can you not be content, for now, with knowing that I have loved no man before you and shall love none after you?" Bending, he kissed her lips with the utmost tenderness. "I am well content," he said.
Elfgiva's frown relaxed; for the first time in many days she let the liquid music of her laughter trickle forth. "Be blithesome in your minds, maidens!" she called gayly over her shoulder. "Friends are at hand to take charge of us."
After becoming deliberation, she replied that she thought rather favorably of the plan, that certainly it could do no harm, since a visit to the booths had never been forbidden to them, while it would be almost as sure to do good if the King could be reminded of how beautiful a woman he was neglecting. Elfgiva's laughter was like returning sunshine. "How! You say so?
The murmur of the rain that was falling gently on the roses of the Abbey garden stole in through the open windows of Elfgiva's bower and blended softly with the music of Candida's lyre. Poring over the dingy scrolls spread out on the table before her, the Lady of Northampton yawned until she was moved to throw herself back among her cushions with a gesture of graceful surrender.
She has broken the wing off my gold fly, besides tearing the hair half out of my head. It is not to be borne with!" But the Valkyria's fear of Elfgiva's tongue did not extend to Elfgiva's hands.
Out under the garden's spreading fruit trees, the little gentlewomen of Elfgiva's household were amusing themselves with the flock of peacocks that were the Abbey's pets.
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