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cannot be. She is intended for
me.  I have followed her all the way from London and she is intended for me .”
    David hoped God would forgive his convenient
lie. “She is pledged to another,” he said firmly. “I am sorry you had to come
all this way to discover the news. Please stay as my guest tonight before
returning home. I should like to hear of your father’s health and welfare.”
    Eynsford was crushed beyond crushed, hurt beyond
hurt. He looked at David as if the man had just quashed every dream he’d ever
had, now left with nothing.  The naked emotion on his face was without
question.  Rather than respond to David’s invitation, he simply turned away.
    “Woe,” he moaned, then threw up his hands and
wailed louder. “Woe, I say! My goddess has slipped through my fingers like…
like sand as it drains through… through… through a shattered chalice with holes
all about it.  My beautiful Adalind belongs to another and I am woeful! It
cannot be!”
    “It is.”
    “Then I am ended !”
    It was a comical and dramatic emotion at its
best. David dared to turn around and look at Maddoc, who was still standing at
the top of the steps next to the keep entry, watching Eynsford stomp about with
an impassive expression on his features.  David wished he was so adept at
keeping a straight face.
    “Eynsford,” David tried not to giggle as he
spoke to the man. “There is no need to despair. There will be other fine
ladies, I am sure.”
    Eynsford suddenly fell to his knees in the muddy
floor of the bailey. “Nay,” he threw up his arms. “No more ladies. There will
be no more ladies for me. Argh! When I think of another man touching
Adalind as only I should, I… I…!”
    With that, he fell over onto his back, sprawled
out on the ground as he gazed up at the sky.  Then he clumsily clutched his
citole to his chest and began to strum despondently.
     
    “’Painful! Grossly painful and wretched heart,
you pain me stubbornly!
    If only I could rip you free, free of the
bondage of a love unreturned! Hateful bastard!’”
     
    He was singing at the top of his lungs and David
wiped a hand over his face because he couldn’t help the smile now.  It was
horrible and dramatic and funny as hell. The man was making a spectacle of
himself, drawing attention from those in the bailey.
    “Eynsford, get up,” David commanded softly.
“There is no need to wallow in the dirt. Get up before you make a fool of
yourself, boy.”
    Eynsford shook his head, grinding his elaborate
hat into the mud as he moved. “I will stay here forever,” he moaned. “If I
cannot have my beloved Adalind, I will waste away in the dirt of her home so I
will forever be a part of her.”
    “Get out of the dirt.”
    “At least she will walk over me at times. If I
cannot have all of her, at least I can have her feet.”
    David turned away, biting his lip because he
wanted to burst into laughter. He truly did.  He made his way back to the steps
leading into the keep, taking them quickly until he came to Maddoc.  The knight
was still standing at the top of the stairs, watching de Lesseps make an ass
out of himself.
    “See if you can get him out of the dirt and into
the great hall,” David muttered. “Let us get this meal over with in a hurry so
I can get the man out of my keep.”
    Maddoc’s expression was neutral but the bright
blue eyes were flickering dangerously. “I can get him out now.”
    David put a hand on Maddoc’s arm. “No, lad,” he
said. “We must be polite to this jackass because his father is a valuable
ally.  Just… make sure he does not hurt himself in his grief.  God’s Blood, now
I see what Addie was talking about. The man is boorish to say the least.”
    “May I at least attempt to get rid of him, my
lord? His behavior is shameful.”
    David eyed him. “Not now,” he replied. “Let us see
if he comes to his senses first.  If he is still laying here come nightfall, I
will permit you to do as you must to