Edwy the Fair or the First Chronicle of Aescendune by A. D. (Augustine David) Crake
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Mercia was in many respects an independent state, subject to the same
king, but governed by a code of laws differing from those of Wessex; and it was only when a royal messenger or some chance traveller left court for the banks of the Midland Avon, that Elfric could use the art of writing, a knowledge he was singular in possessing, thanks to the wisdom of his sire. So the home authorities knew little of the absent one, for whom they offered up many a fervent prayer, and of whom they constantly spoke and thought. And yet, so mysterious are the ways of Providence, it seemed as if these prayers were unanswered--seemed indeed, yet they were not forgotten before God. Seemed forgotten; for Elfric was rapidly becoming reckless. Many subsequent scenes of indulgence had followed the first one, and other haunts, residences of licentious young nobles, or taverns, had been sought out by the youths, and always by Redwald's connivance. He was Edwy's evil genius, and always seemed at hand whensoever the prince sought occasion to sin. Still, he was not at all suspected by Edred, before whom he kept up an appearance of the strictest morality-- always punctual in his attendance at mass, matins, and evensong, and with a various stock of phrases of pious import ready at tongue in case of need or opportunity of using them to advantage. To Elfric, his behaviour was always reserved, yet he seemed even more ready to lend him a helping hand downward than did the prince. So time passed on; weeks became months; and Christmas with all its hallowed associations had passed; it had been Elfric's first Christmas |
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