Sondwic and Canterbury, Kent, 1003 AD
Sondwic and Canterbury, Kent, 1003 ADWhereas Folcwin assumed they would have to ride to Ealdorman Ansleth’s estates for his long-awaited reunion with his beloved Imelda, he was startled to follow him in a direction different from the stables. Was she here in Sondwic, would he see her sooner? As they strode through the narrow streets, scattering seagulls feasting on fish offal thrown by careless women onto the street, he cursed himself for a fool. Why had he not thought of turning to Ansleth to obtain Imelda’s liberty? It simply hadn’t occurred to him, perhaps because he hadn’t set eyes on her father for twelve years. At least eighteen months he had wasted by being so dim-witted!
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