Excerpts from “Sanguine,” the final book of the Waelmaer series by Beranstrang Kernow
Global Books, 207
The Year of Seven Seventy Eight
I made my way to the front gate of the monastary as the king arrived. It was a tradition of some three decades that the King or Queen would travel to Lindisfarne for the feast of St Oswine the Humble. The name had always amused me, it was called a feast by it being the traditional term for a meal accompanying a saint’s day but it was also by tradition a simple meal of bread, a simple vegetable stew and water, as Saint Oswine was said to have eaten for when his people went lacking so would he, so they might eat better. Thing king was of calm composure and level voice, at odds with his late father, but he is possessing of the same adventurous spirit and great cheer. The queen was not with us as she was once again with child and loathe to travel, even from Dunholm to the monastery. I told the king i was most understanding and wished the queen a calm and healthy birth and he replied that all was going well and that he hoped for another son. The king has brought his only (to this date) son, Eadric with him to the feast. A young boy of four years, he had the same oak brown hair and hazel eyes as his father and he was quiet and slow to speak but his father told me already showing signs of interest in the church and matters of scripture. With the kings approval I had two of the monks give the young Prince a tour of the abbey and it brought a smile to both myself and the king to see the boy start asking questions almost immediately. The king then retired to his quarters before he joined us for evensong and a simple supper, we were not to fill up on meats and wine before going without tomorrow.
The next day the feast of Saint Oswine was upon us. A messenger arrived at Lindisfarne today not for me but for the king. We wondered if perhaps the queen had given birth prematurely but we were astounded to find the seal of Charles, King of the Franks upon it. The message had arrived at Dunholm but found the king departed for Lindisfarne and pursued him north. I shall not transcribe the message into this journal but it was a final rebuttal to Eardwulf’s proposal that Eadric be betrothed to Charles’ youngest daughter, Berta when both came of age. The letter detailed the Frankish king’s refusal to allow Berta to convert to the Anglish church and the insistence Eadric to accept the guidance of Rome and not Lindisfarne as his mother church and that Frankia would not trade with Angland while it did not accept the Catholic church as its faith.
The usually calm king flew into a rage, still a man of strong faith he was not wanting to show his anger within the walls of the monastery, the king took his horse and road across the causeway onto the mainland and did not return for several house, seeming now calmed and more controlled. He came to seek my forgiveness but beyond his anger, there was nothing to forgive. I agreed at Angland needed a king of the Anglish church. After which we attended St Oswine’s day prayers together.
The next year, some time after pentecost we found Another message arrived from the king informing us that King Charles of the Franks has betrothed his daughter Berta to Siegmar, the infant king of Wessex. There is no news of the young king converting to the Roman church nor of any trading embargoes otherwise. I perhaps wonder if the events that transpired between Charles and King Eardwulf were some form of power play.