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Updated: June 10, 2025
"But by Saint Mary, he is of the sort that is worth enduring from!" He inclined his head in devoted attention as the King turned back, lowering his tone to exclude all but the man before him. "Even less than I believe it of Elfgiva of Northampton, do I believe it of Rothgar Lodbroksson, that he would seek my life.
But still she kept on singing, with twisted lips that strove to simper, and once she tried to sway her ungainly body into an uncouth dancing-step that brought her floundering to her knees. "A devil has possession of her," Elfgiva shrieked. "Take her out of my sight, or I shall go mad! Take her away take her away!"
Your justice may most rightly be meted out." "Nothing to say?" The King's measured voice sounded sharply through the hush. For the first time, he lowered his hand and bent forward where the fire-glow could touch him. As she caught sight of his face Elfgiva shrank and clutched at her women. "Ah, Saints, I am thankful now that it is dark!" she murmured.
I have sent to Northampton for them. And I have bidden Elfgiva accompany them, with all her following of maids and lap-dogs and beardless boys. Before the end of the week, I expect that the Abbey guest-house will have the appearance of a woman's bower; and the monks will have taken to the woods." As his foster-brother stood gazing at him in speechless dismay, he laughed maliciously.
She was educated with great care by a very learned though somewhat dissipated priest, took the veil, and, becoming abbess, ruled her nuns for many years, well contented and much respected. The next sister was the Atheliza of the family, but her name was either Elfgiva or Agatha.
"Randalin, I beg you to tell your lady that Elfgiva Emma, who is Ethelred's widow and the Lady of Normandy, arrives at Dover to-morrow to be made Queen of the English."
Indeed, Elfgiva, looking back at this moment, singled her out with a rippling laugh. "By the blessed Ethelberga, you have a horse in all respects befitting your spirit, my shield-maiden! I hope it is not the King's intention to punish you by frightening you." Could it be possible that he should stoop to so unworthy an action, the girl asked herself?
"I will not deny that you pay liberally for my trouble, sweet. Does it not add spice to her stories, maidens, to see her habited thus? She looks like one of the fairy lords Teboen is wont to sing of." "She holds her head like Emma of Normandy," the King said absently. In wide-eyed surprise, Elfgiva looked up at him. "Ethelred's widow? Never did I hear that you had seen her!
When I see what it has brought me, I cannot understand how I could help wanting it... It is true that I do not always know for certain what I have at heart." His eyes came back from space to rest musingly on Elfgiva.
"Peace, chatterers!" she commanded; and drawing the girl to her, she spoke low and earnestly in her ear. Randalin looked up in surprise. "You will not see him, lady? Not though he bring news of the doings in the Palace?" "Heaven's mercy!" Elfgiva shrugged with a touch of scorn. "What abundance of news he has found to bring since the day he fell in with you at even-song!"
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