Dark Champion

Dark Champion

Chapter  12 and 13

Imogen relished of the Cleeve – Carrisford holdings. For the first time appreciating how much power it represented. Imogen looked around her castle and saw it as the base for one of the great holdings of England.

Imogen descended to the hall, she wore the clothes that FitzRoger had choosen. The hall full of men fell silent. FitzRoger came forward to escort her to the high table, to sit beside the king. FitzRoger tested  the instrument. He glance around almost humorously, then  he sang for his bride. It appeared that the song might have been composed for her. Imogen was just amazed he was capable of it. Imogen had not missed that last line, however she rose in her turn and came to take the instrument and sang for her husband.

“ The treasure of Carrisford, rescued by courage,

Safe in her true home ever shall be.

Tending her people, nourishing,guiding,

Sharing the wastel and honeydew,she.

I sing of the courage of Tyron FitzRoger

I sing of his honor in coming to aid me,

My tears are of joy, my touch will be gentle

A treasure preserved just where it should be “.

Then next day, Imogen again awoke to find herself alone, but she had no fear that he had abandoned her. She ventured down to the hall. She went through the passageways purpose fully, coming to the next one closer to the treasure room. She wanted to give him something. She opened her father’s jewel had been brought down after his death. Brought by herself, Siward and Sir Gilbert, the only ones who knew the full secretly of Carrisford.

When Imogen wanted back to hall, she saw the man who bowed and smiled to her. Imogen turned with a grimace to see Lancaster striding toward her. He said that FitzRoger sent to dispose of that weakling brother and secure CleeveLand. Their next move was to acquire Carrisford. Then Imogen felt sick with his words.