The Warrior
“Had he returned?Trying unsuccessfully to quell her excitement, she followed the chattering women to the window to see what had caused the commotion. A single rider approached the castle gates, bearing a pennon with the royal colors of King Henry.“The queen!” Gleda squealed, voicing the thrill all of them felt.“No need to screech like an alewife,” Maud scolded. “Mayhap ’tis only a messenger.”Yet the rider did appear to be a herald announcing the arrival of the queen’s entourage, for he carried h...is own trumpet, which he sounded long and frequently. The watchman at the gatehouse apparently considered him friend rather than foe, for the screech and clatter of chains soon reverberated throughout the keep as the drawbridge slowly lowered across the moat.Calling one of her tirewomen to her, Ariane hurried to her own chamber and quickly changed her old brown wool bliaud for a much finer one of red cendal. She had moved her belongings here to her quarters, and Ranulf’s as well, so that the solar could be readied for Queen Eleanor and her ladies.MoreLess
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