somewhat set on the jewel that my hand holdeth; and thou knowest well on whose head the Lady’s wrath would fall, and that would be neither thine nor mine.
Thou sayest sooth, said Walter; neither is treason my wont.
So they walked on silently a while, and then Walter said: But how if the Maiden had nay-said thee; what hadst thou done then?
By the heavens! said the King’s Son fiercely, she should have paid for her nay-say; then would I . . . But he broke off, and said quietly, yet somewhat doggedly: Why talk of what might have been? She gave me her yea-say pleasantly and sweetly.
Now Walter knew that the man lied, so he held his peace thereon; but presently he said: When thou art free wilt thou go to thine own land again?
Yea, said the King’s Son; she will lead me thither.
And wilt thou make her thy lady and queen when thou comest to thy father’s land? said Walter.
The King’s Son knit his brow, and said: When I am in mine own land I may do with her what I will; but I look for it that I shall
