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Updated: June 13, 2025


'Tis said thou hast sworn to drive him forth of Pentavalon seeking her to wife, O fool of fools! Did'st think, presumptuous rogue, that she the glorious Helen that Helen the Beautiful, whom all men desire, would stoop to thee, an outcast wolf's head and outlaw that thou art? Did'st dare think so, forsooth?

Thereafter we talked, and he told me many a woeful tale of Pentavalon and of its misery. How, when I was gone, rose bitter fight and faction, barons and knights striving together which should be Duke. In the midst of the which disorders came one, from beyond seas, whom men called Ivo, who by might of sword and cunning tongue made himself Duke in my place.

'Tis but five years agone since Ivo gave up fair Belsaye town to ravishment and pillage, and thereafter, builded him a mighty gallows over against it and hanged many men thereon." Now hereupon, of a sudden, Beltane clenched his hands and fell upon his knees. "Father," said he, "Pentavalon indeed doth cry, so must I now arise and go unto her. Give me thy blessing that I may go."

So saying my Beltane turned upon his heel and strode away, while Gefroi stood staring wide-eyed long after Beltane was vanished amid the trees. So thus it was that Beltane looked his first upon Duke Ivo of Pentavalon, and thus did he overthrow Gefroi the famous wrestler.

And now at last up sprang Beltane, his mittened hand aloft. "Arise!" he cried, "Arise and smite for Pentavalon!" And from the gloom behind him a hoarse roar went up: "Arise! Arise Pentavalon!"

"Nay master, an I so do, what is left me?" "The love of thy fellows, Walkyn. Thou art, forsooth, a man, so do I love thee, and perchance within a new Pentavalon thou may'st come to new fortune and honour. Thou shalt hold again thy father's lands " "To what end, lord?

Now hereupon divers growled or muttered threateningly, while others, yawning, would have turned them back to sleep; but striding among them, Beltane stayed them with voice and hand and voice was scornful and hand was heavy: moreover, beside him stood Roger and Giles, with Walkyn and Eric of the wry neck. "Fools!" he cried, "for that Pentavalon doth need men, so now must I teach ye other ways.

Despite thyself, O, trust me so shalt thou find happiness at last and Pentavalon an end to all her sorrows. Be thou my lord, my master my dear love and husband ride with me this night to my fair Mortain " "To Mortain?" cried Beltane wildly, "aye, to Blaen, belike to silken wantonings and to death!

ROGER. "'Tis true thou art weak as yet, master, but thou shalt rise again stronger than aforetime aye, thou shalt arise indeed, and all Pentavalon with thee. So let thine heart rejoice and sing, as mine doth." "O evil day, that ere I gave my heart to woman's love, so do I lie here a useless thing O day accursed!"

But now, as the sun grew low, the close-locked fray began to roll southwards fast and ever faster, a mighty storm of eddying dust wherein armour gleamed and steel glimmered back and forth, as Duke Ivo and his proud array fell back and back on their last stronghold of Pentavalon City. Whereupon Sir Hacon, upon the bartizan, cursed no more, but forgetful of his many wounds, waxed jubilant instead.

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