- You got a firm hand - smiled Sir Gilford, appreciating the shot - hit directly in the head! Ish, Gad dernulsya and zatih! Yes take the Apostle Peter his sinful soul!
At continuously rained arrows defenders respond shots from crossbows. Besieging are not expected such fierce resistance incur losses greater than the deposition. Whistling missile was accompanied by a cheer to be flagged any significant loss or good luck with one side or the other.
Baron led the advance detachment to the gate of the castle. Hided behind a wooden shield, the attackers started to cut down bars with axes.
- Help us, Saint George! - Exclaimed Gilford. - Let us, O God, Mount bloodshed!
Sir scoundrel, not worthy to him to fight by the rules. To attack the castle of women, taking advantage of the absence of a legitimate owner! That puts it beyond the laws of chivalry! Where is my faithful bow?
- Now I his! - Evelyn natyanula crossbow, but the shot was unsuccessful: cannon boom of the helmet without causing any harm baron.
- Strong Spanish armor! - Lady then muzhski rap out an oath.
- But! - Gallant knight, nock, transfigured. - Ladies, you have less contact with the gross luchnikami!
It seemed that he had merged into one entity with a terrible propelling instrument. A short boom with a triangular point seemed bird, waiting to offer!
Clicking, whistling and cries in the camp of the attackers showed: shot reached the goal. Bigwigs attackers fell from the horse. Arrow over him just removed in the slit.
- Upokoy Lord his soul - Knight cross. - Amen!
At the same boom, put artful luchnikom zadela knight in the face.
- You saved our castle and me! - Perevyazyvaya terrible wound, Evelyn gave the right knight another view, this time there was something more than thanks.
- Sorry, Madam, - Gilford did not believe that, together with the death of leader won a battle - this is no time! Only you know, the old Gypsy nagadala that anyone who would harbor affection to me, waiting for misfortune. I am told to hang old woman, but paternoster operates. (In those days, began persecution of the Roma: their brand, was subjected to flogging for vagrancy and hanged - approx. Interpreter) pitch, Leyte their heads pitch!
Order Gilforda was immediately executed: chany overturned, and adskaya mixture potekla on besieging. At the same two peasants fell, pierced by arrows.
The latest attack zahlebnulas. The castle was saved.
Minutes serious dangers often coincide with the minutes of cardiac frankness. Passion led the castle owner forget about caution, and it is against the will uncover such sentiments, which tried to hide, if unable to suppress them altogether.
- Net - Evelyn kissed a faithful knight, not counting his deed sin and betrayal - Gypsy was wrong! Your weakness and sadness, sir knight, make you misinterpreted the will of Provideniya. - You'll be happy!
"What happiness to me without you? - Thought Ser Gilford. - Yes, I stand up for his knightly honor and showed that deserves fame, and was largely a kiss, but the kiss is worth all the treasures of the world!
Unfortunately, the shock would not be passed simply this: the first birth was very heavy, and the newborn died, having lived and weeks. Month Lady Evelyn did not get out of bed, and then gradually came to himself.
Mail in those days worked very badly, and a message from his wife's husband was delayed for six months.
"Let the Lord be with you, venerable Lord, and let you ohranit his holy power. As soon as you left us, Sir John Haunten gathered around a motley horde of thieves and to capture the castle and all that it is! Vragov were myriad: many of our tenant farmers were killed or completely ruined. Then, looted the village, they surrounded the castle and your entire two days, kept us under siege, firing on the castle. But Sir Gilford West courageously defended the castle, shot and killed a label, Sir John Hauntena and redeemed us of a parcel of scamps, for which voznosim praise all the saints, especially as Reverend Martin, in whose feast is what happened. Yes you keep all the holy man! Lady Evelyn, your faithful wife, is in good health. "
Letter of how Lady Evelyn defended castle from falling into the hands of her husband eve of the bloody battle.
"My best friend betrayed me, and paid with their life!" - Knight Mahal sword, razya enemy to the right and left until poduchil not hit a spear in the thigh. Thank God, an old faithful friend Martin Knight did not give his enemies dobit.
- Enough! - Lord Oliver Huxley quite reasonably judged that his duty fulfilled, and it is time to return home.
