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Updated: June 29, 2025


But Edwy had given way he was young and burst into a passionate fit of weeping, his royal dignity all forgotten. "Give him time! give him time, father!" said they all. "One day; he must then submit, or I must do my duty; I have no choice none," replied the archbishop. And the council sadly broke up; but Athelwold sought a private interview with Elgiva.

But he quickly conspired with his friend, Odo the Dane, to set up the King's young brother, EDGAR, as his rival for the throne; and, not content with this revenge, he caused the beautiful queen Elgiva, though a lovely girl of only seventeen or eighteen, to be stolen from one of the Royal Palaces, branded in the cheek with a red-hot iron, and sold into slavery in Ireland.

"It is all fortune and fate, and none can resist his doom, my lord," said Leofric. "But Elfric; yes, I loved Elfric. I would I had never left that fatal field." "Think, my lord, of Elgiva." "Yes, Elgiva she is left to me and left all is left. Ride faster, Leofric, I fancy I hear pursuers."

And meanwhile he condescended to disguise his real feelings, and to affect sorrow for his past failings when in the presence of Dunstan. Yet he took advantage of the greater liberty he now enjoyed to renew his visits to the mansion up the Thames, and to spend whole days in the society of Elgiva. In their simplicity and deep love they thought all the obstacles to their happy union now removed.

Dismay and wonder spread over the land for a tale was told of a serpent-worm, fearful in magnitude and of monstrous form, which was seen at Spindleston, by the cave of Elgiva the worker of wonders the woman of power. The people trembled. They said of the monster "It is Agitha, the beloved! the daughter of our king, of conquering Ethelfrith.

"And yet these insolent monks have dared to force me from the company of Elgiva to return to that sottish feast, and what is worse, I find they have dared to send her and her mother home under an escort, so that I cannot even apologise to them. As I live, if I am a king I will have revenge." "I trust so, indeed," said Elfric, "they deserve death."

But we brought back Agard wounded to death and slow-dying. And we burned his body on a great pyre, with Elgiva, in her golden corselet, beside him singing. And there were household slaves in golden collars that burned of a plenty there with her, and nine female thralls, and eight male slaves of the Angles that were of gentle birth and battle-captured.

Agitha would have shrunk back, but the queen grasped her hand. The swords of the men of the Pictish race waved over her. They dragged her forward. They stood before the cave of the potent Elgiva. "Elgiva! worker of wonders!" exclaimed the queen; "Bethoc, thy servant, is come. The victim also is here Agitha, the morning-star.

What is done can't be undone, and Dunstan may eat his leek now, and go to fight Satan again." Elfric looked up in some surprise. "What do you think, my friend; who do you suppose is here in the palace, in the royal apartments?" "Who?" "Elgiva, the fair Elgiva, the lovely Elgiva, dear Elgiva, and her mother.

And as the flames sprang up, and Elgiva sang her death-song, and the thralls and slaves screeched their unwillingness to die, I tore away my fastenings, leaped, and gained the fens, the gold collar of my slavehood still on my neck, footing it with the hounds loosed to tear me down.

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