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Updated: May 22, 2025
"According to the king's command." Silence followed these words. "He is a nobleman," said Macko finally. "Let him swear then upon his knightly honor, that he will appear at the court." "I swear!" exclaimed Zbyszko. "Very well. What do they call you?" Macko mentioned the name and the coat of arms of his nephew. "If you belong to Princess Janusz' court, beg her to intercede for you with the king."
Prince Janusz will dub me a knight. If the princess and Danusia ask him, he will do it. In the meantime I will fight in Mazowsze with the son of Mikolaj of Dlugolas." "What for?" "Because Mikolaj, the same who is with the princess and whom they call Obuch, called Danusia, 'bush." Macko looked at him in amazement.
"Princess Anna Danuta," said one of the townsmen, "she is Kiejstutowna, Janusz Mazowiecki's wife. She was in Krakow two weeks, but she went to Zator to visit Prince Waclaw, and now she is coming back." "Uncle Gamroth," said the other townsman, "let us go to the barn and sleep on the hay; the company is too high for us."
First of all, it was obvious from the letter that Rotgier had perfectly conducted and represented the Jurand affair before Prince Janusz. Zygfried smiled on reading that Rotgier had further requested the prince to deliver up Spychow to the Order as a recompense for the wrong done. But the other part of the letter contained unexpected and less advantageous tidings.
"Nothing will happen to him, neither this nor that because he is my prisoner and my friend. Prince Janusz knighted both of us. I will not even permit you to cut off one finger from his hand." "You will not permit?" "No, I will not." Then they glared fiercely into each other's eyes. Skirwoilla's face was so much wrinkled that it had the appearance of a bird of prey.
The old knight even expected that he would easily get more information of Zbyszko at Spychow, or at the court of Prince Janusz of Warsaw, than elsewhere. Accordingly, they moved on the following day. Spring was fully ushered in, so that the floods of the Skrwy and Drwency obstructed the way, so much so that it took them ten days to travel from Plock to Brodnic.
Thus the Knights of the Cross had made him believe, and he had not yet entirely lost all faith in their words. In the meantime an incident occurred which cast a shadow between Prince Janusz and his guests.
And in a moment in the side door Danusia appeared; her eyes were red on account of sleepless nights; and she held a pot of steaming gruel, which the ksiondz Wyszoniek had ordered to be put on Zbyszko's fractured bones. "Come to me, my dear girl!" said Prince Janusz. "Put aside the pot and come."
Let us rather talk about what concerns our present doings and movements." "Give your advice," said the young man. "My advice is this: that serpent who was with Danusia ought to be killed; but it does not become a knight to kill a woman. We shall therefore deliver her into the hands of Prince Janusz. She plotted treason whilst at the forest court of the prince and princess.
In Mazowsze, the people did not talk so much about the war. They also believed that it would come, but they did not know when. In Warszawa there was peace. The court was in Ciechanow, which Prince Janusz rebuilt after the Lithuanian invasion; nothing of the old town remained, only the castle.
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