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Updated: June 4, 2025
The Archbishop's eyes twinkled as he looked across the table at Hildegunde. "This seems to be a time of Royal betrothals," he said, raising his flagon. "'Seems' is the right word, Guardian," replied the Countess. Then she sipped the ancient wine of Caub. Next morning Hildegunde was early afoot.
She shrugged her shoulders and spread out her hands. And now the old monk came as near to laughing as he ever did. "Clever, Hildegunde, but unnecessary. You cannot spur me to action by slighting the well-known valor of our race. I will go where and when you command me, and report to you faithfully what I see and hear.
"He says," continued the girl, "that he saw you rob a merchant of a bag of gold." "That is untrue!" cried the Prince. "My dear Hildegunde, what is the robbing of a bag of gold from a merchant when he admits having stolen gold by the castle full?" "I robbed no merchant," protested the Prince. "How could Father Ambrose make such a statement?"
I rather suspect that he admires you, notwithstanding your defiance of him; but there is nothing remarkable in that, for we all appreciate you, old and young. I, too, carry a document of safe-conduct, like Prince Roland here, although I see that his Highness has placed his safety in your hands." The old man smiled, and Hildegunde found herself still carrying the parchment Roland had given her.
In spring he left the Drachenburg and went to the castle on the rocky corner, and there he laid down his arms for ever; his thirst for action was quenched. Day by day he sat over there, looking silently down on the green island in the Rhine, where the nun, Hildegunde, wandered about among the flowers in the convent garden every morning.
The tension this astonishing revelation caused was relieved by a laugh from the Archbishop. "My dear Hildegunde, you are forgetting your own ancestors. I venture that no woman of the House of Sayn talked thus when the Emperor Rudolph marched Count von Sayn to the scaffold.
Soon the walls could be seen raising themselves up, and every day the lovers stood on the balcony of the Drachenburg looking across, where industrious workmen and masons were busily toiling. Hildegunde began to weave sweet dreams of the future round her new home, where she meant to chain the adventurous hero with true love.
Yes, I confess my ardent regard for her, and if you call that romance, it is surely of a very innocent nature." "But the other Archbishop? Your predecessor, the friend of Matilda; what of him?" "There, Hildegunde, I have much less evidence to go upon, for his letters, if they exist, are concealed somewhere in the archives of Sayn Castle."
In making their way to the Cathedral, the mob became so dense that progression was difficult. The current seemed setting in one direction, and it carried them along with it. Hildegunde took the young man's arm, and clung close to him. "They are driving us, whether we will or no, towards our old enemy, the Archbishop of Mayence. That is his Palace facing the square.
Nearly two weeks had elapsed when, from the opposite direction, Hildegunde received a communication which added to her already painful apprehension. It was a letter from her guardian in Cologne, giving warning that within a week he would call at her Castle of Sayn. "Matters of great import to you and me," concluded the Archbishop, "are toward.
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