THE REALIZATION1 SETTLED over the men that the battle was finally over. No more fighting. No more blood.
They looked around, stunned2 and elated. Those who had lived sought out friends and embraced them. Georges and the Languedocians, Odo and Father Leo, Alphonse and Alois, farmers and Freemasons, jubilant just to be alive.
I led our men back to the castle walls, exhausted3, out of fight. But as conquerors4!
The same defenders5 who had pushed aside our attacks now sullenly6 watched us, arms at rest. Stephen's captured knights7 were pushed to the front, stripped of their armor, and forced to kneel. A cry rose up. Not a cry of victory but a single, steady voice that grew in power until all joined in.
Submit,submit , they chanted.
Finally, from a parapet above the front gate, Stephen appeared, dressed in a ceremonial purple cloak. He surveyed our ranks contemptuously, as if he could not believe this ragtag rabble8 had beaten back his troops.
What happens now? I asked Daniel.
You must talk with him. Stephen has to comply or his knights will lose their heads. He is bound by honor.
Go on. Odo pushed me forward. Tell the bastard9 he can keep his fucking grain. See if there's any ale in there.
I grabbed the lance. Someone hitched10 up a mount for me.
I'll go with you, Daniel said.
I'll come too, the miller11 said.
I looked at Stephen. I didn't trust this bastard, no matter how deeply he was bound by honor. I think not. I shook my head. I had someone else in mind.
We brought up Baldwin. He had long been stripped of his fancy clothes and was dressed in a burlap tunic12 like any common man. His wrists were bound, his haggard face badly in need of a shave.
It is your lucky day, I said, plopping a plumed13 hat upon his head. If all goes well, you'll soon be back in silk.
You do not need to dress me up. He threw off the hat. You can be sure Stephen will recognize one of his own.
Suit yourself. I nodded solemnly.
We headed forward out of the ranks, Baldwin's mount tethered to mine. Soldiers on the walls watched us silently approach.
We stopped, out of arrow-shot, forty yards from the wall. Stephen gazed down, barely acknowledging me, as if he had been called away from a meal.
Black Cross is dead, I announced. The fate of your best knights, what's left of them, awaits your word. We have no more urge for blood. Submit!
I commend you, carrot-top, the duke replied. You have proven to be as worthy14 a fighter as you are a fool. I have taken you too lightly. Come, ride forth15 where I can see your face. I will present my terms.
Yourterms? It is our terms you are bound to hear.
What do I detect, jester? Do you not think me a man of honor? Ride forth and claim your prize.
I think you bargain freely, lord, with something you are short of. Do not be offended if I send out my man instead.
A smile curled on Stephen's face. Your man, then, jester. And I will send mine.
Shall I go? Daniel offered.
I shook my head and glanced toward Baldwin. No...him.
Baldwin's eyes bolted wide. A film of sweat broke out on his forehead.
Here's your chance. I pulled his hood16 over his head. Show us how your fellow lord recognizes you.
I untied17 his horse and gave it a hard slap to the rump, and it bolted forward. The duke, hands bound, tried to gather it under control. As he crossed over into no-man's-land, he began to shout, I am Baldwin, duke of Treille!
A few guards on the wall began to point and laugh.
The duke's voice became more agitated18. I am Baldwin, you fools. Disregard these clothes. Look at me, Stephen. Do you not see?
All that could be seen was a lowly-clad figure galloping19 toward the gates on his horse.
Here, jester, Stephen called from the wall. Here aremy terms.
A chilling whoosh20 was heard and an arrow struck Baldwin's chest. The duke keeled back. Then another, and a third arrow cut into him. Baldwin's body slumped21 in the saddle. The horse, sensing something was wrong, reversed its course and drifted back toward our ranks.
There are my terms, fool, Stephen called from the wall. Enjoy your victory. You haveone day. Then he wrapped his purple cloak about his shoulders and left, without even waiting for a response.
Daniel rode out to meet the returning horse. Baldwin's lifeless body crumpled22 to the ground.
A parchment was rolled onto one of the arrows in his chest.
Daniel leaped off his horse and, without pulling out the arrow, unfastened the paper bound to its shaft23. He read, then looked up. I saw the bitterness in his eyes.
Lady Emilie is decreed a traitor24. We have the day to lay down our arms. Unless we submit, and turn the lance over to Stephen, she will be hanged.
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