“We must search your persons for weapons,” a man said.
Alienor looked up to find a knight before Dagobert, a contingent of other knights behind him with their swords drawn. Raimon had vanished. Dagobert squeezed her hand tightly once more before he removed his chemise. Alienor watched a knight claim her husband’s mail and tunic.
They were truly being arrested. To what purpose? And where would they ride in the middle of the night? It seemed her thoughts were fogged from the wine and she had difficulty making sense of events. There was only a pounding in her head and fear in her belly.
Dagobert stripped to his skin, standing with dignity while the knight checked his garments for hidden weapons. The knight then demanded Dagobert’s signet ring. Dagobert’s lips thinned to a harsh line as he
