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Not a word did she say of how she had mistreated him, and Solita answered her jocundly for that her lord had held his pledge with her. But when the castle was still, the princess took Solita by the hand and led her down the steps to where Rudel stood against the pillar in the dark hall. "For thy sake, sweet Solita," she said, "is he bound.
But Sir Broyance said never a word, but got him from the table and out of the hall, so that the company marvelled yet more for that he had not sought to persuade the Sieur Rudel. Then said the Princess Joceliande, and greatly was she angered both against Solita and Rudel: "Fie, my lord! shame on you; you forget your knighthood!"
"It is ever in the way," said Solita, and she loosed it from the wrist of the princess. But the princess caught the silky coils within her hand and smoothed them tenderly. "That were easily remedied," she replied with a smile, and she sought for the scissors which hung at her girdle.
But you, madame! Ever have you been kind to me, and therefore show me this last kindness." "I will well," said the princess; and she made Solita to sit upon a couch, and with two bands of her golden hair she tied her hands fast behind her, and so laid her upon her back on the couch.
And never yet was kingdom established but the stones of its walls were mortised with the blood of women's hearts." So she pleaded, hiding her own thoughts, until Solita answered her, and said: "God help me, but he shall go to Broye!" Much ado had the Princess Joceliande to hide her joy for the success of her device; but Solita, poor lass! had neither eyes nor thoughts for her.
"What ails you, child?" asked the princess. "It is my hair," replied Solita. But the princess paid no heed. She heard little, indeed, even of what was read, but sat by the window gazing out across the grey hungry sea, and bethinking her of the Sieur Rudel and his gallant men. And again Solita let her hair fall upon the scroll, and again she tossed it back, saying, "Fie! Fie!"
Then did he weep, believing that in truth she had killed herself, but the princess must needs touch him upon the shoulder. "My lord," she said, "why weep for the handmaid when the princess lives?" Then the Sieur Rudel rose straightway to his feet and said: "This is thy doing!" For a little Joceliande denied it, saying that of her own will and desire Solita had perished.
Te lucis ante terminum, Rerum Creator poscimus, Ut solita clementia Sis praesul ad custodiam. Praesta pater omnipotens Per Jesum Christum Dominum Qui tecum in perpetuum regnat Cum Sancto Spiritu Again, see Lauds for Passion Sunday, Lustra sex, second verse, unrevised reads:
And therefore it was that I broke off my plea last night and sought not to persuade him." At that Rudel was greatly rejoiced, and said: "Dost hear him, Solita? Even he who most has need of me acquits me of disgrace. Truly I will never leave thee while I live." But the princess turned sharply to Sir Broyance.
And with that he set forth his errand and request; but the Sieur Rudel laughed and answered: "Sir Broyance, great honour you do me, and so, I pray, tell your countrymen of Broye. But never more will I draw sword or feuter spear, for this day hath the Princess Joceliande granted me her maiden Solita for wife, and by her side I will bide till death."
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